I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Tropical Paradise
Did I mention the zombies? Plagues
Apparently are the cause. Americans,
Trained on video games and drones,
Revel in wasting the undead who
Wander islands leveled by typhoon,
Feeding on coconut juice. Military
Scope them out behind cool shades.
“The poor are our future, you can bank
On them.” Nothing packs a wallop
Like fake scientific claims of climate
Change and evolution. Apes are better
Behaved than humans deprived of
Their insulin and electricity. Scurvy touches
A mother who clutches her dead child
But cannot locate the others. Her eyes
Blank out before the flies of reporters. She
Is in the global living room but does not matter
Because she does not speak the language.
[Disposable Poem November 15, 2013]
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