#brewer - Hello Poetry

For Gene Brewer, the Creator of K-PAX, Robert Porter and prot Life is hard. We are toiling painfully With determined desperation With tears and bitterness With fear and agony and with strong doubts that we can even go on! With Human tenacity! With Human skill! With the cleverness of Chimps With bigger brains. We are building a better Universe And evolving into What Love becomes When Love is beyond comprehension! Science and Faith are fiery lovers Dancing a tango all through Time Hugging and parting Grasping and rejecting Whirling and twirling Fighting as fiery Lovers fight Shouting and slapping and flinging things! The Neighbors shake their heads in exasperation! In lulls between the fights They hug together In the velvet darkness of the Universe Embracing with their mutual love, Gazing with shared longings At the far and friendly stars! They embrace with passion In peace and desperation! With one small remnant of hope That things can somehow be better! Out comes a brawny Love Child! Growing as a Seed to entwine the Universe! Doing what all life does: Getting bigger! Getting stronger! Learning! Playing as all Children play With the pretty Universe! Wondering! Wandering! And becoming more and more! What a sight when His muscles grow! What an Einstein when His mind does! In time as all good Children do He prepares a place of rest for His Parents. Brings them Peace at last For Life is hard But then we die…. And then we get to enjoy it!

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Sep 30, 2025

Sep 30, 2025 at 9:55 AM UTC

elizabethhensley

Life is Hard

For Gene Brewer, the Creator of K-PAX, Robert Porter and prot Life is hard. We are toiling painfully With determined desperation With tears and bitterness With fear and agony and with strong doubts that we can even go on! With Human tenacity! With Human skill! With the cleverness of Chimps With bigger brains. We are building a better Universe And evolving into What Love becomes When Love is beyond comprehension! Science and Faith are fiery lovers Dancing a tango all through Time Hugging and parting Grasping and rejecting Whirling and twirling Fighting as fiery Lovers fight Shouting and slapping and flinging things! The Neighbors shake their heads in exasperation! In lulls between the fights They hug together In the velvet darkness of the Universe Embracing with their mutual love, Gazing with shared longings At the far and friendly stars! They embrace with passion In peace and desperation! With one small remnant of hope That things can somehow be better! Out comes a brawny Love Child! Growing as a Seed to entwine the Universe! Doing what all life does: Getting bigger! Getting stronger! Learning! Playing as all Children play With the pretty Universe! Wondering! Wandering! And becoming more and more! What a sight when His muscles grow! What an Einstein when His mind does! In time as all good Children do He prepares a place of rest for His Parents. Brings them Peace at last For Life is hard But then we die…. And then we get to enjoy it!

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May the Angels get their share, And the Devils get their due, and what's left in the barrel is made for me and you. God bless the Brewers too.

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Feb 25, 2024

Feb 25, 2024 at 11:17 PM UTC

michael-robert-triska

The Brewers prayer

May the Angels get their share, And the Devils get their due, and what's left in the barrel is made for me and you. God bless the Brewers too.

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May the devils have their due, and the angels get their share. Long live the home brewer of meads and brews and other godly delights that came from the yeast. Here, here, to the dreamers that made the flavors of barley, hops, and malts. Here, here, to the honey the fruits and maples that make the mead so sweet. So raise your glass and tip your steines to the brewers that made life a lot more easier to shine. Ziggy, zoggy, ziggy, zoggy, oy, oy, oy.

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Oct 8, 2023

Oct 8, 2023 at 10:32 PM UTC

michael-robert-triska

Drunkard's life for me

May the devils have their due, and the angels get their share. Long live the home brewer of meads and brews and other godly delights that came from the yeast. Here, here, to the dreamers that made the flavors of barley, hops, and malts. Here, here, to the honey the fruits and maples that make the mead so sweet. So raise your glass and tip your steines to the brewers that made life a lot more easier to shine. Ziggy, zoggy, ziggy, zoggy, oy, oy, oy.

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