we
all sit by the tree, waiting
taking a grave stroll now and then
seeking the moment
between past and future perfect
but all return to the tree
to wait for Godocalypse
many are sure he will arrive
and some believe they will be alive
swooped up by some magical mystical hand
to a permanent never never land
four horsemen will gallantly gallop by
their demon defying dust powdering a skeptical sky
but the unwashed will be “left behind”
relying on the wretched rest of mankind
anticipating the cataclysm and the clash
and a singular blinding flash
seven years of trials and tribulation
and I suspect a Jew-less jubilation
if the ultimate One does arrive
for now, we all
(jew-gentile-heathen-hindu-buddhist-muslim-infidel-gay-straight-rich-poor-black-white)
sit by the tree
waiting for Godocalypse
Aug 30, 2012
Aug 30, 2012 at 5:24 PM UTC
we
all sit by the tree, waiting
taking a grave stroll now and then
seeking the moment
between past and future perfect
but all return to the tree
to wait for Godocalypse
many are sure he will arrive
and some believe they will be alive
swooped up by some magical mystical hand
to a permanent never never land
four horsemen will gallantly gallop by
their demon defying dust powdering a skeptical sky
but the unwashed will be “left behind”
relying on the wretched rest of mankind
anticipating the cataclysm and the clash
and a singular blinding flash
seven years of trials and tribulation
and I suspect a Jew-less jubilation
if the ultimate One does arrive
for now, we all
(jew-gentile-heathen-hindu-buddhist-muslim-infidel-gay-straight-rich-poor-black-white)
sit by the tree
waiting for Godocalypse
Title is an illusion to Becket's Waiting for Godot
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