The Artificial Jungle

July 19, 2016
By Aaliyah23810 BRONZE, Millville, New Jersey
Aaliyah23810 BRONZE, Millville, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"'Tell me something I can hold onto forever and never let go.'
'Let go.'"

I went on a journey back in time.

The people laughed, the buildings were shacks, and the animals roamed.

Everything was free.

The air didn't suffocate, the words weren't unkind, the thoughts weren't jammed.

I came back home and looked around.

The people, they tried, the buildings, they soared, the animals, they died.


The focus wasn't free.

Cranes grew fangs, smiles growled, lights dimmed down.

Nature was gone, the artificial jungle was born.

The people were animals, the animals were people.

The food was power, as kindness became homelessness.

Few people ran, too many stayed.

If only they had just obeyed.

I opened my eyes, and what did I see?

The animal, the food, the freedom, was me.

The author's comments:

The poem itself is meant to be a representation of our society and how much human nature has changed over the years, thus the name The Artificial Jungle. Humans, I feel, have become animals: we are wild and don't want to be confined and contained. This is a good thing, but only to an extent, yet, we know no bounds, and surpass said extent.



This piece was the second of it's style, usually when writing poetry, I tend to stick to a sonnet rhyme scheme, however, I find this style to be more inspired when I use it. I hope you enjoy.

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