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Hadza

February 9, 2014
By Ethan Dentler BRONZE, Gresham, Oregon
Ethan Dentler BRONZE, Gresham, Oregon
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Free of responsibilities
Free from jobs, taxes, laws
Free from worry
But I could never live like Hadza

Days I spent with Hadza
Altered my world
Instilled in me,
Something Hadza made

My time with Hadza,
Made me wish my body,
Let me,
Leave

Bitten,
Bruised,
Exhausted,
I had to go

Hadza extended,
A generation simply,
Left out

No service,
No funeral,
A few dry twigs left atop a grave,
And they walk away


The author's comments:
This is a text generated poem, meaning I looked in a magazine and picked out words that stood out to me. These are the words I selected and the story it made

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