Cosmic Joke
Too much wind,
too much rain.
Too much hunger,
too much pain.
If there was a
God, we could put blame.
If there was no
God, it would be our shame.
Never happy with
the weather,
Never happy with
our fate, we have managed to alter
Everything, to
throw the world out of kilter,
Kill all living
beings and maim, maim, maim.
Philosophers,
Buddhists, physicists claim
That actually,
reality does not exist.
What we
experience and rejoice in is
An elaborate
illusion clinging to which causes pain.
But the dentist's
office flooded and I have to hang on
To my toothache. The streets are creeks, the creeks
Are rivers, at
home we are safe for the time being.
Tomorrow, with
any luck, sunshine will be back.
Maybe, just
maybe, we have voted for the wrong guy.
Maybe praying to
the god of Mammon, Ego and Lust
Brought this
house-of-cards down. We burst the bubble.
We pierced the
illusion. Now we are out of luck. MP 9/01/2017
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