Sunday, February 1, 2009

version the sedond

a poemsong of now, and how
not meant to offend any true believers in the deity of the godspells, just that if a plan masterful for this world and beyond were needed, any K-gartener could come up with a better one and give the triune deity an easy end-around run for their monies and a genuine comeuppance,'eh?

a shrill baby hawk pleads from atop its nests, displaced of smaller birds, by its red-in-tooth-and-claw mummy,
bring unto me some freshly killed animal, please, mom, i'm quite hungry this morning

the circle of death

surely, a better way couldn't have been that tough to think up, y'think? I mean: what were you thinking, Old Chap, on day one,hmmmm?
There is a group, don't know if you've heard, Triune Deity, called Planet-starters-gone-awry-anonymous
no dues
no fees
just gotta have a desire to stop mucking up ecologically
give it a shot, Pops?

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