5000 years ago
the shamans and the medicine workers looked into the fire
they saw me and you
you and I
They saw us
They called us gods
smoking cigarettes
They thought we breathed fire
getting in and out of cars, trains, and planes
They thought we could move between the realms of living and dead
using computers,
watching tv,
talking on cellphones
They thought limit was the thing not within our understanding
the fire of the future showed them
what they thought were gods
they couldn't hear our flaws
They couldn't smell our decay
Through the fire
They saw gods
in the mirror
most only see rot
in the mirror
most can't see past misplaced shame.
ⓒ Christopher F. Brown 2015
Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
5000 years ago
the shamans and the medicine workers looked into the fire
they saw me and you
you and I
They saw us
They called us gods
smoking cigarettes
They thought we breathed fire
getting in and out of cars, trains, and planes
They thought we could move between the realms of living and dead
using computers,
watching tv,
talking on cellphones
They thought limit was the thing not within our understanding
the fire of the future showed them
what they thought were gods
they couldn't hear our flaws
They couldn't smell our decay
Through the fire
They saw gods
in the mirror
most only see rot
in the mirror
most can't see past misplaced shame.
ⓒ Christopher F. Brown 2015
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