Category Archives: Fiction and Poetry

The Animal Within

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Original nonfiction and poetry on The New Modern Man by RF

The Animal Within
Repressed for so long
Constantly reminded
It’s a crime to be a man
In Anglo America

The Animal Within
Nearly consumed me
Feeling worthless
Feeling hated
I had to find a way out

Finally I found it
In an unexpected place
The borders between nations
Were also borders between attitudes
A more libertine place

What an oasis
Why had my people forsaken
Such an important part of themselves
I didn’t understand
I loved my new freedom

A place where women didn’t hate men
And women enjoyed being women
I suddenly realized
Everything I had been told
Was a myth

The Animal Within
Didn’t want to go home
Even though he only needed an occasional outing
Such diversion was  not possible
In a sexually repressed place

The Animal Within
Wasn’t the only one who wanted to stay
The Mind Within
Realized I was being scapegoated
For all of society’s ills

So we decided to stay
The two sides of me made a pact
To never be treated like that again
It was good to leave
I hope that sickness never comes here

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Spite

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Original nonfiction and poetry on The New Modern Man by RF

From a young age
I saw the talking heads
They were the good guys
We trusted them
They told us who was good
And who was bad

Growing up
It was not enough just to see them
I wanted to be like them
I spent a lifetime trying
To be just like them
Someday, somehow

Then I arrived
There was less than I expected
First little disappointments
Then greater ones
Traveling across the land
In pursuit of a mirage

After years among them
I realized I wanted to be nothing like them
These people I had idolized for so long
Were the lowest people
In the highest places
What a farce

It didn’t take long
For resentment to build
Purposely lying
Half truths
Framing the unsuspecting and setting people up
All so they could cash a check
And pretend to be better than you

I ran away screaming
The illusion destroyed
Half a lifetime of telling me what to think
How to live
And eventually
Wanting me to sacrifice myself

Diversity is what they said
Then equality
Nice ideas
But only aimed at cutting my throat
I could never tell these lies for a living
And these people could never tell the truth

For misleading me
And others
In the end
All I had
For the talking heads
Was spite

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Simple Things

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Original nonfiction and poetry on The New Modern Man by RF

The simple things in life are what matters
Like the taste of papaya
Through a straw
Awakening something inside you
Something you haven’t felt in a while

The simple things in life are what matters
Starting from scratch
Cooking your own meal
Sweating over a hot stove
Sharing it with a loved one

The simple things in life are what matters
Riding on two wheels
To the crest of a mountain
One you have never been on before
Even though it has been so close

The simple things in life are what matters
Strolling on the beach
Just after sunset
Tall clouds hugging the horizon
Infinite blueness and an everlasting breeze

The simple things in life are what matters
Looking up at infinity
Realizing there are worlds beyond yours
The pristine night sky
An infinity, larger than life

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Life

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Original nonfiction and poetry on The New Modern Man by RF

Leaving his hometown
The safety of the nest
A young man ventures out
Gambling on his future
Hoping for a future payoff

He then leaves his culture
No matter how much he loves the new one
It will never be his own
The future now here
Still hoping for a future payoff

He then leaves the system
Seeing how corrupt it is
He can never swear allegiance to it
The future he was promised
He now realizes there will be no payoff

He mortgaged his entire life
On false hopes and broken promises
The program only aims to keep people in line
Not to bring them fulfillment
As he fades, his dreams turn to disillusion

A life wasted
Following orders
Listening to myths
Life is not like that
It never was

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Caipirinha

Brazil

Original nonfiction and poetry on The New Modern Man by RF

La Samba
That’s where I first met you
I figured what the hell
I’ll take a chance

First the brown sugar kissed my tongue
Then the lime danced
And your fire illuminated me
Caipirinha why have we never met before

Girls in green skirts
And yellow blouses
The night quickly became a blur
But I was smiling ear to ear

That is until
I ended up in the men’s room alone
I didn’t feel so well
Caipirinha why did you do this to me

Nalda followed me
To make sure I hadn’t slipped away
With one of the brightly dressed waitresses
We had a good laugh

The next day
I didn’t want you as a friend anymore Caipirinha
But time eases all pain
And now your haze envelops me again

Perhaps its the simplicity
Or the speed with which you ease
The pain a man feels
And the fleeting happiness you bring me, Caipirinha

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