All that matters now
'tis I helped a really nice lady
a woman who loves herself, her children and her life
the way a human being is supposed to
presently, peacefully and unconditionally
And that I didn't
destroy my good deed doing
didn't lose the very reason
I'm redeemed here at the end
turns my last-ditch philanthropy into a win
For those of you whom are whole and complete human beings I'm sorry,
a huge chunk of my humanity is missing, and happiness isn't my friend
normalcy shuns me like a scrooge locked in his lonely fireplaced rooms
hatred hath become the fiery balm that fuels a sick perverts death wish
These are our voices calling out
The say-sos which we put in words
The seeds we sowed fortuitous
As horse manure is for the birds
We tried our best to reach the stars
To ply terms fit for bardic kings
But moons are harder marks to hit
When arrows sail on hapless wings
These are our voices left behind
The standpoints ours and ours alone
The thoughts we had encouraging
As dreams tied to a sinking stone
Oh, they're the nasty little fuckers
those goddamned motherfuckers!
Oh cunt whore billionaire bastard
gollum, gollum, you're the enemy!
Tell me my precious, precious see
Goddamned cruel little Oligarchs!
All are heartless cock dicks Bitch
cares the precious profits o'er me!
"Oh, dear Lord help me!"
There ain't no fucking Lord.
"Oh, sweet Jesus save me!"
There ain't no goddamned Jesus.
"Oh my God, have mercy!"
There ain't no bloody God.
"That's all there is, science."
Ain't it time to move along?
We burned like candles primely lit
Our lamps of youth so strong and bright
Twin beacons born to radiate
In flares of stardust candlelight
We flashed like molten lava cooled
Our wicks snuffed out in smokey plumes
Twin lanterns once so promising
On candlesticks that ran on fumes
We melted down to mounds of wax
Our pillars soon dropped out of sight
Twin flashes fluxing aimlessly
In flames of fallen Fahrenheit
A bacterium lives twelve hours
house fly only twenty-eight days
a bee buzzes round for six weeks
yet what shall this list say of me?
House mice pass after one year
a hamster lives well about two
Guinea pigs get four birthdays
but what length lifetime for me?
A squirrel hath nearly four anos
chickens lay eggs pushing eight
a kitty cat's average 'tis ten lives
but what about the goings of me?
A good dog plays twelve annum
Orangutans swing free forty-five
which brings me up to humanity
yet what 'tis the timeline for me?
I swear to you here and now I'm not a hypochondriac!
I can say this isn't happening to me, but it is
I saw the kissing bug in my room after it bit me at the corner of my eyebrow
I didn't know what it was then, so I didn't eradicate the little bugger
I know what they are now though, and I've fully researched Chagas disease
The parasite Trypanosoma cruzi probably now swims freely inside of me
I have signs of megacolon, colon enlargement, a serious medical condition
Trypanosoma also love human heart muscle, and they're probably ravaging mine
I can swear this isn't happening to me, but it is
and its bad karma, plain and simple, that's what it is
I've got bad karma, and my just dessert is being dessert for a deadly parasite
I have one wish for humanity
'tis that religion shall be banished as a lie
with science replacing those fallacies
while the entire God systems denied
I have but one wish for myself
'tis chance to wield one poem to my pen
as the spirits of Shakespearean sonnets
bestow beauty and truth once again
May the great energizing batteries
of eternally light mattered atomic particles
bestow 'pon me everlasting strength and power
so that I may manifest my blood and guts humanity
into one last literary form of the Shakespearean sonnet
These are the last words we will write
The final mind's eyes we will share
On cyber pages yet unseen
Soon posthumous as thin dead air
These are the last words we will pen
The final brain waves we will bear
In hypertexts of fruitfulness
Soon sumptuous as art turned rare
Shit happens is what they said
after someone's ne'er the same
an errant mishap on dirt roads
a top-heavy bus drops the load
Yet please don't let this be said
Lilly twin hit hard on his head
'twas ne'er the same after that!
and this shall be much too sad
