The Island
THERE IS NO ESCAPE [1]
We cannot escape capital;
We must turn and confront our common enemy.
For wherever we may roam,
Be it to the furthest galaxies,
There it remains:
Our foe, our enigmatic adversary.
Insidious within us,
Our demon seed,
Requiring expulsion.
NOTES:
[1] Inspired by For the University: Democracy and the Future of the Institution, by Thomas Docherty, Bloomsbury Academic, 2011, especially pp.70-73.
[2] A reading of the following may aid comprehension of this poem:
Rikowski, G. (2011) Capitorg: Education and the Constitution of the Human in Contemporary Society, A paper prepared for the Praxis & Pedagogy Research Seminar, The Graduate School of Creative Arts and Media (GradCAM), Dublin, Ireland, 25th May 2011, available online at ‘The Flow of Ideas’: http://www.flowideas.co.uk/?page=articles&sub=Capitorg
Glenn Rikowski, London, 20th September 2011.
The Flow of Ideas: http://www.flowideas.co.uk
