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I generally hate poetry. It's too abstract for me. However, through high school and college there were a few poems here and there that really woke me up at the awesome power of poetry and how it can reach places in our soul that would otherwise have been left hollow drab.

"Howl" by Allen Ginsberg (pictured) was one of those poems which did captivate my soul. It had me at it's very first line, " I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by

              madness, starving hysterical naked"...

Last week I read a redux of the poem except with my generation in mind and it's dependence on technology.

Read it here. I hope you like it as much as I do.