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Maybe Faulkner Was Right

by Ken Harnisch

Perhaps we never were as free
As we had always been led to believe
And born and new, were yet already prisoners
To heritage and hatred both;
To misguided genes that stripped or flayed
Us of some awesome talent we never knew;
Those that robbed us way too soon
Of the best of dreams, which in some perfect state
We would have flown
Until they soared as kites on high
But all that being said, We have free will
And spirit and purpose
And those things we do not have
We can always get with both desire and persistence
And fighting that disposition - genetic or learned -to imperfection
To those unwished for inner flaws;
To those undeserving broken hearts;
To our own frustrations, and especially
The deliberate and not-so-deliberate cruelty
Inflicted on us by the worst of our own species
Maybe, just maybe, we are here not merely to survive
But to endure; and, yes, prevail.

10/02/2000

Posted on 01/04/2008
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Rebekah Marxen on 01/04/08 at 03:50 PM

I have been reading Faulkner madly the past few months. A bit of cautious hope to start off a new year.

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