Paris

Paris
Watch and Listen to a Reading of the Poem by me.

 

How objective in choosing wrong or right
can a biological existence be?
Even for a unicellular life
there are things preferable to other things
and the more complex in structure one grows –
with each cell multiplying their own inheritance,
more complex and inherent one’s biases become!
  

If Paris in the age of bronze lusted for
wisdom instead of the luster of human skin,
the cornerstone of knowledge would have been
as varied as Apollo is to the Nordic Thor!
   

So are we each ignoble Paris beneath our skin
or a number without biased follies or a dream?

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