Poems

I had the last moments we all get

the temporary time on the planet we all know we all have until we die

our death events seemingly so far away and impossibly nebulous 

we don't even worry ourselves to think about them much

I never really enjoyed the last moments I got

most of my last moments felt worthless and meaningless

but then I found out the last moments of my last moments had arrived

all those last moments we get when we know our last moments are ending

and that's when I really started savoring my last, last moments

Greedy, gluttonous, out-of-touch

See the fat-cat despots gorging

Hoggish, immoral, out to lunch

See the evil they are forging

Ruthless, villainous, slash-and-burn

See the well-off tyrants snatching

Callous, atrocious, on the prowl

See the shell games they are hatching

Artful, dishonest, on the grift

See the two-faced hustlers drooling

Piggish, self-seeking, off the rails

See the farmland they are ruling

Evil is as evil does

Round and round and round it goes

Evilness is everywhere

Nicely wrapped in pretty bows

Though we don't want death

everyone dies of something

sooner or later, regardless

Though my desire for survival

is much less than my need

to not die with a colostomy bag

Real hocus pocus charm

A bullet twixt the eyes

Presto alakazam

An ugly pack of lies 

Fake sorcery for fools

A tricky sleight of hand

Abracadabra hats

For heads deep in the sand

My death shall bring the end of all ignorance

my end will be the beginning of a new evolvement

lobotomies of the crocodilian brains commence

human psychology becomes the spirit of religion

science stands as the only truth humanity knows

the creature known as Homo-sapiens 'tis replaced

my passing manifests better sentient beings

Life can be savage

So hard and unfair

Life can be gentle

A breath of fresh air

Life can be tender

So soft and sublime

Life can be fickle

An up-and-down climb

Life can be stony

So cruel and unjust

Life can be funny

A dream made of dust

There's nothing we can do about reality,

oh, we can push back, but we won't win

when a baby buffalo 'tis taken by a wolf

well naught can be done to help it then!

As the belly's ripped open guts spill out,

yet we witness disbelief in flashing eye

mother runs up mewing offense retorts

but watching as a calf's devoured alive!

There is no doubt

The god myth reeks

An ego trip

For stone-blind freaks

You shan't take God's name in vain

you mustn't and thy won't

there is no God so it's quite insane

believing Gods exist, they don't

You claimed your Gods before the fact

made them up in your simian minds

hey now fools I'm talking science Jack

thinking Gods are real, you're blind

I'm going to wash your mouth with soap

if you speak God one more time

say gosh instead for non-fiction hope

rejecting God myths, they're all lies

I'm sick to death of life itself

A man who roved right to the end

I've reached the final lap in life

And now must find a way to mend

I want to run away and hide

A child who wants to have his way

I've raced along the rainbow road

And now must limp in shades of grey

I'm on the outs with life itself

A man who knows when he is beat

I've reached the point of no return

And now must face the last defeat

I'm outside the box

not by choice but circumstance

Carlos Castaneda's right

death's here on my shoulder

I'm not saying I found out I'm dying

just when my life got good

I'm seeing my life's finally great

after discovering I'm passing