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Ronie Dinosaur

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ABOUT THE POEM: Chapter 95 sits at a critical inflection point in the broader arc of Ronie Dinosaur: the moment where moral identity is no longer defended, but audited. Earlier chapters establish a worldview anchored in refusal-refusal to exploit, to cheat, to bend character for advantage. This chapter does not revoke that stance; instead, it interrogates its cost. The poem is structured around deprivation, but not merely material deprivation. Hunger appears as biological, emotional, and existential simultaneously. It is not episodic; it is longitudinal-“more than four decades long.” This matters. Hunger here is not a crisis but a condition, shaping perception and judgment over time. Poverty is framed in four distinct strikes, each escalating in intimacy. The first two are institutional failures-education and credentialing. The third collapses the boundary between private and global catastrophe: death, pandemic, medical emergency. The fourth is existential-a state of living in lack without identifying as lack itself. That distinction is the poem’s ethical hinge. The speaker refuses the final erasure: circumstance does not equal essence. The admission of paid intimacy is not confessional sensationalism. It functions as evidence: when ideals meet sustained deprivation, substitutions appear. The poem does not justify the act, nor does it dramatize it. It is recorded as fact, then abandoned, emphasizing erosion rather than indulgence. The recurring claim that “character feels fruitless” is deliberately unstable. It is not presented as truth but as an experiential hypothesis born of exhaustion. The poem itself undermines the claim by continuing to measure, assess, and orient. A truly fruitless character would stop accounting altogether. This work does the opposite: it draws coordinates. The final movement shifts from lyric lament to analytic resolve. The speaker insists that past actions define present identity and therefore must inform future direction. This is not optimism. It is methodological honesty. Meaning is not discovered; it is extrapolated from lived data. Chapter 95 does not offer redemption. It offers orientation. It asserts that while dignity may not protect against deprivation, it remains the only reliable instrument for navigation. The chapter stands as a ledger entry in a long moral experiment, refusing consolation while refusing surrender.

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 95 – Reflection: The Lost Edge

Back when youth was still on my side,
rejections stung-but I carried a quiet certainty
that my ethics, morals, and character were clean.
I was not wrong.
I told myself: one day a woman would see it,
and she would be mine.

Life misbehaved again.
I slid all the way down to buying intimacy
as a substitute for the love that never arrived.

Now, three years later, fresh out of rehab,
even that thin edge is gone.
I am truly poor, truly hungry,
possessing nothing at all.

Only regret remains-
regret for opportunities I let pass
because I stood upright,
refused to take advantage.

And the hunger-
a lifetime hunger,
more than four decades long-
still gnawing,
unfed.

I get so carried away in walking
that I forget this life is a burden
and character feels fruitless.

This room-
if I were anywhere close to worthy-
would not look like despair.
Sometimes I think I am so poor
that even poverty keeps its distance;
it does not like me at all.

The first time poverty struck
was coming home from school,
failing to qualify for a top engineering college.

The second time,
returning from college without a degree.

The third time,
my mother died,
then came Corona,
then my father’s heart attack.

This is the fourth time
I live in lack-
but that does not mean
I am the lack itself.

My dear-
my grief, you do not only pour inward,
nor stand stagnant
giggling at my misfortune.

I am alive-
not dead yet.

I analyze where I have come from.
What I did must be who I am,
and thus must provide coordinates
to where I am going-
or to where I must go.

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