The Myth Of Plato's Cave
Benighted in the secret haunt of night - myth
The deluge inherent in your mystic mirage
To demythologise us
Our dessicated hearts will absorb the flares.
In the cave of darkness - confined
Etched conciousness battered
Repining in the cryptic pearls of illusion
While there is surfeit
Of brightness outside.
There will not be a dearth of wariness
The riddle would not be approached
By waht they have promulgated.
One would be disentangled
From the entangling cave
Of night and will howl against the injustice
Of the darkness - blight.
poem by Kojo Owusu
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