Shaman dishonour
remember,
as you swell.
you’re only a man.
your fool’s cunning tells you
that we are littler.
you’ve been down the dark alleys
and have seen the envious,
the intolerant,
the self-righteous,
the quick to anger.
you know the words,
the inflections,
the dismissive gestures
that will bring that flock to heel.
to rally under the banner
of a standard bearer without the torch.
You’ve set the bar so low.
The world sees.
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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.
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