Bar the door closed the drapes
We are on the third Rock of the apes
Lock the gate block the street
Here come the marching monkey feet
Do not let them burn your town
Start it up and mow them down
Monkeys come to burn your city
Their ignorance is such a pitty
Growing like demented Hogs
Time now to release our dogs
In the end the apes will see
They'll never conquer you or me
Burn the church tear down the steeple
That's why you can't call them people
Please forgive me if I am
Please forgive me if I am reading incorrectly, but I take this as a riff upon, or response to, tne novel, Planet Of The Apes, by Pierre Boule, and the subsequent screen play for the first movie, on which the whole successive franchise begins, by the poet of science fiction and horror, Rod Serling. I should like to have confirmation of that before I speak specifically to that point.
Are you familiar with the film, Gettysburg, and the character, Kilrain's poignant monologue, approximately in the middle, about how to interpret people? His use of the word, Pea-wit, is very germaine to the implications of his monologue, and I might suggest you give it a view or a listen.
I do not like the star, Algol: due to my youthful enthusiasm for the poetry of the great French diplomat, Paul Claudel, I find Algol's presence in the sky disturbing. Yet, were I to vociferously object, or criticize its placement, I would not be criticizing Algol but the One who placed it there. Having crucified Him in the flesh almost two millenia ago, we should not be so quick to criticize, or object to, those persons with whom, by His choice not ours, we share existence, this land, and this time-frame.
Starward
I'd like to be incredibly
I'd like to be incredibly generous and give you the benefit of the doubt in your usage of the words "apes" and "monkeys", but your special emphasis in the title regarding the word "apes" doesn't leave much room there. I have to say that this is probably the most racist poem I've ever read on this site, by far. I hope you can find a better way to express yourself, and more so, look at the world. I wouldn't want people coming to my town and burning it down, either, but I think your words point to at least as many issues on your end.