When it was the holy ghost, and fire,
keeping us alive,
believing was just what we did,
knowing one does not live
by bread, alone. As
we'as born free,
as free as we could be,
while knowing nothing needful,
truth wise, having no clues to start with,
how might one discover fire can be made
artificially, using wit wit' gumption,
to feel the heat,
live and learn to keep a secret
without ever asking why
why why, I wonder
did she run away,
why do some say life
is like an egg,
is that a hardboiled egg, eh
the games around egg finding, learning
where to look, what to look for, color,
blue, on green, jewel among jewels,
all the manifestations of gravitational
coherences causing such things as us
and causing us to be the first mortals,
contemplating long now laws on
conscience usage, with knowing never outlawed,
forgone conclusions forbade partaking,
for mere hearers of the songs,
learning early to enjoin the dance,
but never hearing music laugh.
I am Shiva, imagine me,
I rode the ox, imagine that,
death
merely threatened life,
life laughed and let its shadow pass.
us gaseous weform nodes in ancient hate.
Old bull minds baited good as bears...
After somebody did let the dogs out,
a we cheered to witness the killing,
made the ****** proof
a national pride,
freedom from the press, let us have,
teach the children backward thinking,
make them read Red Badge of Courage,
after the library lady recommended Plato,
as a follow up to Orwell, in 1962,
break my mind, feed me lost generations,
recollections, all we learned of war is lies,
all we learn from peace is past understanding.
Growing old and quite satisfied that wealth is comfort enough to share.
