"Children of the Social Darwinists"
by Tim Kavi
when in the summer's solace
there was little respite
from the heat
children still played
in the street
sounds of music
filled the air
as children bought
their ice creams there
jumping ropes
sliding in the pool
who will come to what?
what will they do?
some sought
their fortunes
there
later some will say:
what luck is this?
if it weren't
such a strange fate
I would storm
heaven's gate!
why will some
succeed
why will some
die early?
struck down
in their burley
some die in need
some are
consumed with
replication
of their seed
some will live
even longer
because of their
greed
and businesses
belonging
to the adroit
to exploit
the weaker
vulnerable
naive
that
those
no one knows
or cared to see
are perceived weaker
on the cutting chafe
ride their rages
in obscurities
not part of the elite
although some
think they do
know
as long as
as their genetic
code
can be read
but the bonds
have been bowed
there is no
predictability
with any certainty
we all unfold
in terms of other
seeds of destiny.
Poet's Brief Comment: This poem previously unpublished, will be included in my collection City of Night (a collection of darker poems) that will be published in November of 2009. It is certainly one of my most obscure poems and hard to understand. It is a critique of genetic determinism, and states that things play out in ways that cannot be predicted based on genes alone. The 'bonds have bowed'--points to the failure of DNA to really predict anything.
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