Poems

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

The part of reality that has nothing to do with me,

Universal truth which human beings call science

manifesting nonstop regardless of my awareness,

'tis where I'll forever stay, when I forget I'm dying

The interaction capability of my sub-atomic form,

manipulating of magical and mysterious feelings

disappearing into perfect place unconsciousness,

'tis where I'm living now, when I forget I'm dying

I wish I could catch and reel in the secret which made me human!

expressing thanks for the greatness of my love and laugh abilities

revel in my wonderous desire to roam Earth in full consciousness 

to celebrate the miraculous biological planetary being alive as me

We can't stop the saboteurs inside us

No matter how much we try to pretend

The crooked chorus of shouldered demons

Tag along with us beginning to end

We can't miss our own paths of destruction

No matter how far we veer from the stream

The inborn patterns of heredity

Press on with us every which way we dream

Life is but a fleeting twinkle

A sparkle on the sunlit sea

Life is but a flashy shimmer

A flicker starring you and me

Life is but a passing fancy

A Roman candle in the night

Life is but a dreamy glimmer 

A flutter with our end in sight

Not staying in step with my own being

lost in an unfocused world of mother induced ignorance

becoming a masturbator instead of a doubled-up Don Juan

missing now moments caught in a haze of overthinking

leading me to misanthropy and heartache, aloneness and despair

manifesting as an unfocused fool missing out on his own life

a cowardly quitter and bad luck wanderer brewing in yucky ways

yet in the end despite the ravages of my unsightly karmic fate 

I settled on nurturing, healing human love and didn't die a fool

The ugly Americans have become zombie Americans,

cruel, heartless, selfish, ruthless, greedy, arrogant, vile

power and profit devouring, crazy billionaire zombies!