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Johnny E. Mahaffey
February 14, 2017
The Novelist Portent
Reply ID: 36md
To Michaila Reed Mahaffey
A poem, made for you. I love you, and I hope you like this:
DNA CONSTRUCT
I put a child--a princess--on a world
which I gave DNA already shared
with other children on the world,
the same world--on which in one place
I stay--feeling tired but never disappointed'
not in my children, only for the world I put them
that let us all down, as we each struggle
to find a way despite this place that for now
I stay.
Each fatherless child of this childless man,
stuck without and forced to belay each promise
made in first wake: that this world
is fair and just, that all we must do is
right by others and ourselves for a life
free of pain--all lies to us
outside the Same, the herd of drones
all cloned to say and play to the choices
set forth by the world pocket-sized in my mind's hand.
This child--each child--a mind outside herd sway,
our pain keeping group-think at bay.
[Drawn silhouette image of a father and child holding hands]
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* Read a book entitled: "Brave New World," by Aldous Huxley. If you haven't already. Dystopian novels speak to something deep inside me--they reveal an unsaid truth about society. Sort of like, looking behind the societal mask.
Love,
Dad
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