When multiple Nobel Prize winning astrophysicist
Dr. I. M. Objektiv discovered how to control atomic
energies and weaponized a supercomputer capable
of complete domination over all biological impulse
he ordered the extermination of 7.2 billion humans
The glory days of poetry hath ended
times for hardened quietness begins
as I goggle into a cold eye tyrannical
pie sky liberties remain my only sins
I can forestall my central nervous system's
level or strength of activity by sipping alky
thusly decreasing all my emotional feeling
but I like living a purely human experience
Here in the presence of cellular might,
whilst still alive in time's sacred power
I remember my belief in science truths
and accept a breath late 'pon our hours
Now at these moments of real purpose,
when everything's at factualized intent
I study at love light and compassionate
and seek all searching kindnesses scent
In the routine box of everyday life
where mundane normally repeats,
a boring exists as commonly good
entertained by all others tall feats
If extraordinary 'tis dream's desire
our waiting's surely not an answer,
and big wishes met before endings
ring up an unusually poetic dancer
Pushing sixty-four and somebody needs me
my ten almost eleven-year-old stepson Yen,
first born child of my Cambodian wife Eang
got asked in school if he had a father figure
replied yes, and the man's name is Mr. Marshall
when next asked what line of work his father makes
Won't be the sad Ebenezer Scrooge uncle
shan't act as mean, grumpy Uncle Grinch
can't feel me far away, aloof Uncle Forget
so, I play Uncle Young at Heart Ever Since
Got close again to what Buddha here says
since I'm alive in fine Cambodian country
reminded myself of the wisdom he knows
finding truths in his deep understandings
I'm heartened once more by this accuracy
such logic brings niceness's to well-being
yet remorsefully I'm touched by sadness's
as so many billions hath zero kind feeling
Same shit, different decade
forgetting kind compassion
still caught by hateful habit
of hurting people closest to us
No cause these temptations
to destroy and toss love's all
I'm remembering a firmness
mirroring gratefully humble
I adore my sister, I always have
will 'til I'm beneath green grass
I love my Sissy, oh forever shall
'twas true then yet still 'tis now
One more miracle 'tis really what we'll need
singularly rare, a phenomenal wonder freed
here inside us, portent poet Poe's been seen
glum literary marveling hope in every being
