There shall be no bitter end, for the fool 'tis now my friend, manifesting well again
that's life
I've exchanged salt for sweet, stupid idiot hath been beat, me myself the one to greet
that's life
Of course I'm talking about me, as the only twin to be, repairing goods in family trees
that's life
I got bitten by a bug, now I need a loving hug, saying with resigning shrug
that's life
My end's written on a wall, yet still I'm standing tall, staying grateful for it all
that's life
There's one thing I can tell, 'tis remembering me too well, tolling glorifying bell
that's life
It's just you and me here
My ever-loving bro
Rhymes for our eyes only
The last that we will know
It's just the way things are
My true-blue first-line chum
Runes for our eyes only
Last beatings of the drum
It's just you and me now
My everlasting friend
Poems for our eyes only
Right to the bitter end
Science is the only truth in the Universe
she's the absolute, unbending, unfolding truth
and science shows us there is no 'God'
'God' exists only inside man's mind
but the Universe exists outside man's mind
the Universe exists without man's mind
'God' cannot come from inside man's mind
'God' must come from outside man's mind
'God' can only come from the Universe herself
One thing within the Universe exists everywhere
both inside man's mind and outside man's mind
that one thing existing everywhere is the ATOM
If you seek a 'God', seek an ATOM
if you speak of 'Gods', speak of ATOMS
as science shows us 'God' is the ATOM
I'm a goner, for sure, although not quite gone yet
Who can count his loved ones on one old wrinkled hand
Still alive but dead to a double-crossed daughter
With time slipping away in my hourglass of sand
I'm a goner, indeed, with one foot in the grave
Who can count the years left on ten fingers or less
Still breathing but dead to a brother and sister
For bad deeds and dire faults mine alone I confess
I'm a goner, alright, although not quite done yet
Who can count lucky stars without shame or chagrin
Still awake and at peace with all slips of the past
With good luck on our side ever onward my twin!
We all want to go back
To those places in time
Where the best memories
Linger sweetly sublime
We all want to return
To those struggles in life
Where the worst drudgeries
Tarry sharp as a knife
We all want to reflect
On those moments in turn
Where the joie de vivre
Burgeons red as the fern
This is bad, this is ugly
This is what they want to hear
This is it, this precisely
Giving in to hate and fear
This is sad, this is lonely
This is what they came to see
This is it, this exactly
Thinking we will disagree
This is mad, this is telling
This is what they want to find
This is it, this expressly
Leaving love and hope behind
Astigmatism fog, like a starving hog, in a shrouded bog, ravenous and murderous
astigmatism fog, like rabid dogs, assassin pirate's grog, dangerous and poisonous!
My mind is playing tricks on me
Making me think that I'm at war
One callous carping stink eye stare
How hot blood boils in every pore!
My mind is playing tricks on me
Shanghaiing my serenity
One snide and disrespectful word
How mad marches obscenity!
My mind is playing tricks on me
Telling me that there can be no peace
One riled and reckless battle cry
How sad the duels that never cease!
We are orbiting, orbiting
And we are rushing, rushing on
We are striving, striving, striving
Bare tiny beasties quickly gone
We are hurtling, hurtling
And we are spinning, spinning too
We are dying, dying, dying
Mere short-lived mortals passing through
We are circling, circling
And we are speeding, speeding by
We are dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
Brief noble bipeds aiming high
Try to leave the world a little better
Not just for your loved ones but for others
Try to make the world a bit more easeful
For all future fathers and their mothers
Try to see the truth in facts and science
Not in untrue myths and misconceptions
Try to come to terms with your destruction
For death is nothingness no exceptions
Try to let your actions do the talking
Not only for yourself but for mankind
Try to see the goodness in all people
For peace on earth is ours if so inclined
