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Brian Hogan

I sit here shackled, enslaved in my cages

Some I can snort

Some I can chow on

I made them myself

And I’ll live here from now on

I need them, they help me to contain all my rages

So be a good sport

So be a good brother

Don’t rattle my cages

Why don’t you go save another

I’m fine and yet longing for the turning of pages

With no day in court

With no way of escape

The cage door swings open

My feet frozen, my mouth hangs agape

Will I find my peace at last, sitting with sages?

Is that a dream of some sort 

Or will enlightenment come?

Or is the place where I’m going

Just back to the dust where I’m from? 

But that’s not the lesson we’ve learned through the ages

I have a report

I have some good news

Life is our ally 

Come on, there’ve been so many clues.  

Humanity barrels toward the next stages

So you might retort

That it’s just getting worse

But have faith as your doctor

And know hope as your nurse 

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About Brian

About Brian

Brian is a Writer, Clarity Coach, Filmmaker and Adjunct Professor who loves teaching and learning, and living in the uncertainty of it all.

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