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Primal Time

The primeval instincts of early man still dwell
in the darkness of the human mind, and
to our chagrin, resurfaces from time to time.

Murder, mayhem, brutality, war and crime,
to mention just a few.  Yet we deny these
instincts survived the eons, strong and true.

We are civilized, educated, and tamed.
Yet every once in a while, we are still
shocked when that primal instinct
sneaks out from the darkness of our
supposedly civilized mind and takes
us back into that primal time.
the blood still runs thick
between beast and man.

Jackie R. Kays


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