O’ Modern Man, Modern Man, how you stand up tall with your undeserved pride.
You hold infinite knowledge in the palm of your hand,
Control nature, much more than it can withstand.
Is there anything you can not know?
No place where you can not go?
Why are you so serious modern man?
Don’t you see life is a great mystery.
Is there still wonder in your eyes?
Is there any passion still in your soul?
Look towards nature, and you will find reprieve.
Bathe in the forest, admire the beauty of the trees.
Stand in the stillness under the stary sky,
Look inward for solitude, for purpose and your why.
Life is just a game we all must play.
Just let go for a while, and you will see,
How effortless it is to be free.
Life is a great mystery, a great mystery.
4 thoughts on “The Ignorance of the Modern Man”
I love this poem. Thanks for sharing 🙏
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An audio version of my poem The Ignorance of the Modern Man
A great mystery indeed!
I love this! And I agree. The mysteries of life can be beautiful when you think about it. 🙂