Maturity....is this a poem...or a rant?

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Maturity


Rifle through the embers of pain
left glowing, but dissipated in heat
as naivety evaporates in the constant
denial of foolish dreams


Seeking that place of reconciliation
leather lashed, tied to rationality
the kind that lets you make sense
of it all
so that you can march again
towards some tenable theory of hope

An achievable goal that gives life purpose
and meaning in the chaos, entropy
is defeated for a day

Order takes shape in routine
survival is a consumer based cop out
licking the teat
that over grown sow of materialistic escapism
a carbon copy of conformity
red tapped to indentured servitude
so as to forget the bitter dregs
a lingering after taste
of that once sweet nectar
of intellectual idealism
 
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