The banana is an inside joke
It is His calling card
And you can call home
if you would hold it to your ear
and speak directly to Him
Bananas are for the belly
He would have used perforated edges
but naysayers would be in an uproar
"How could your God think us so stupid!"
For they always imagine
that God reflects their own stupidity
And the atheist too
would have a fit
and a slew
of jokes about how the real evidence of God
has banana split
But just like little children know
mother puts the best food in the lunchbox
Humble believers can tell you
good loving means good grubbing
on the inside of the banana peel
And that's real
In a broken down hut
In the middle of the wood
Nor pizza hut nor Squirrel's nut
Can calmly describe that, that could
And somewhere within thy
Lies a seemingly twisted fate
Where two old hags bye and bye
Will simultaneously copulate
It would arise my suspicion
Should there be a banana
and henceforth there be a petition
To Outlaw that Repulsive banana
For one to see into the future
Monkeys would be granted intelligence
Causing bananas to nurture
and my brain to be punctured by a fence
If you still can't see
That bananas are a fruit
Then I guess you will have to pee
While gassing toot toot
I wanted to write a letter
for this girl on the bus,
but all i had to write on
was a banana.
so I wrote:
"when i saw you,
you are the most
spectacularly beautiful thing
i've ever seen
when I saw you."
she ran away.
she didn't touch
yellow banana from the east
making discordian inroads
to vehemence this fall
won't let it turn black
or we can't go back
not an innuendo
put it in a spiral
make it viral
bring a melon
and hard drive
sell the lemon
for half price
buy no frills
ride with the fruit
to unknown places
disseminate those faces
that munch on the yellow
that icky sticky mellow fellow
well the law of fives dictates its size
must have a five plus maybe a two or three
where did we go with thee can we please go free
I stand in the middle of a glorious bright room
With a smile spread across my face
Laughter escapes from my lips
As my eyes twinkle with joy.
In a dark corner I hear a voice;
My name sofly being called.
Pleading my to join the darkness
I slowly walk over.
I find myself in a burning flame
Scorching me to the core
Trapped and unable to break free
My eyes sting with tears.
Others still see my blithe self
My smile though remains.
My heart becomes demolished
As my unseen soul cries out for help.
A dazzling silver light radiates from above
Cryptic little diamonds glimmer in the sky
Fire blazing around me
As I am engulfed in a calming flame.
My heart fills with wonder
There, a glowing hand awaits me
I reach out barely touching it
Stillness overwhelms me.
I open an eye
The fire diminishes,
The hand vanishes,
As my dream slips through my fingertips.
Thank you Lord for the sky so blue,
For the strength of an eagle as it soared and flew,
For the tumbling sound of a flowing stream,
For the face of a child in the midst of a dream.
Thank you too for the stars up high,
As it twinkles and sparkles in the midnight sky.
For the leaves on a willow swaying to and fro
As a gust of wind come and go.
But thank you most for the eyes I see
That have such love and pride in me.
When you take care of all my needs.
Thank you Lord for those indeed.