Have I skipped a groove, fallen from the box
is what I deal emotionally sugarcane or pox?
Left hemisphere in limbo, luggin' loony tune
is my unique set of DNA a circus act or boon?
Needle going haywire, evincing untrue south
is everything I am garbage brained to mouth?
Papa had an answer, Grandpa Tom blessed be
saying earth needs 8 billion more just like me
Well that's what they're sayin'
wait, what're they now sayin'?
you know what they're sayin'?
don't know what they're sayin'
I say I'm the boss who's sayin'!
You're not thinking about me,
I'm here meditating upon you
I say consciousness of 'others',
is what isolates man from zoo
It's forever I'm saying good morning to thee
forever I'm sending true love from my heart
no need go wander what or where I'm about
these affectionate feelings will never depart
It would be nice for it to be movielike
with some tear-jerking special effects
mystically rising, effervescent sparkle
proving afterlife's miraculous sure bet
A heartwarming pile of Xmas presents
might well do the feeling much justice
and a real-life sloe in decaying growth
is what now shows theatrically near us
It's time to submit a new poem, but what
something flowery, perhaps even abrupt?
What if I've chosen to write nothin' at all
would it I'm on empty and hitting a wall?
In the neutrons of my nucleus
each indestructibly indivisible
brave Dalton's atomic theories
lay fact truthfully unequivocal
My positively charging protons
dancing harmony's neutralities
boss every particular negativity
orbiting near and electronically
When own private sets of atoms
cease to twirl upon my structure
I remember well our Democritus
this ionic mastery he's mustered
It's all fun and games hotdog
'til a summersaulting hot rod
All sarcasm's worth
is square yard Earth
strewn upon a grave
All good kind intent
each love we've sent
mirrors how we gave
Oh happy day, when Science walks
and rational logic tends to our talk
acceptance now's everyone's dream
forgiveness a choral we all can sing
ecstasies felt hearing hymn's praise
materialize in wise, Vulcanese ways
There's a lull in our battles of judgment and hate
there're tears to be wiped from my hopeful cheek
there's a feeling of peacefulness here in my heart,
there're well years ahead in these futures we seek
