“Modern Scholarship”

Vex not Thou the Poet's Mind

Ambiguity
is a freedom farmer’s best friend;

it is a steel tractor
that hums like
a singular chorus of
multi cultural
multi voices.

One day,
The farmer’s fields were littered
by legalistic
traditionalistic
western
weeds.

So blades plowed through the crops,
severing chains and superstitions,
a smooth hair cut
that made one feel
the natural breeze
much better.

The farmer turned the tractor’s key
to shut off its engine.

It didn’t stop.

No.
It kept plowing.

It crossed the mind’s boundaries,
scything and scything,
till it reached the farmer’s
foundation,
property,
family,

and when it leveled the people,
one by one,
heads fell on the ground,
blood fertilized the corn.

Horrified,
the farmer asked his good intentions
why.
But he never got a response.

There is no centre
afterall.

Ambiguity
is a freedom farmer’s best friend.
A nightmare machine.

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