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The story teller is here


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The story teller is here.

So get ready for an all-nighter.

An epic story of betrayal.

A story of fatal misjudgment and decline,

Of broken compasses

And tumbling gyroscopes,

Of shattered promises and hourglasses.

Of eulogies of homeless

Whose names might otherwise be forgotten.

A story of vast food deserts

Where poison was sold as food.

Of fields of poison soy and corn so vast

The harvesters are lost

Like old toys on Christmas morning.

A story of blood on the hands of saviors,

Of a thousand thousand eyes

Waiting like frogs eggs to be born.

A story of greed beyond measure

And mountains of debt

To pay for never-ending war.

Of behemoths of garbage,

All nicely groomed and grassed over

That breathe because they are alive,

Within sight of oceans

That eb and flow by the moon

But are always rising by centimeters

And will one day swallow all the little ants

And everything they stood for

Even though they were good Buddhists,

Or Christians or Jews or even pathfinders,

Or teachers, or drill-sergeants

Or life-coaches or people working the register at Citco.

A story of gas stations

Strung along great webs of roads

That you might wish went somewhere.

But the story you will hear

Is about maze-like neighborhoods of sterile houses

Each with 5 empty rooms

Where even ghosts could never live.

It will be a story

That begins with a country that lost its soul

And then its shadow just kept growing.

Be kind to the storyteller

When they knock.

Their story, which might rob you of a night's sleep,

Is a priceless gift.

Make sure that they are well-fed

And their chair is right next to the fire.

Your job is twofold:

Make sure the mead is warm,

And when the story-teller says "Ah?"

You respond "Ho".

The story ends when the sun rises.

If it rises.

There is no guarantee.

There never is.

There never was.


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Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and (more...)
 

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