It was, of course, Diogenes,
he’d fled the world and its distress.
And from the time that he had fled
the people came, alive and dead
to ask him how to truly live.
He had the answers and would give
the best to all who came to see
the man inside the drum, so free.
And many thousands took advice
not knowing how the truth applies
to real life, so they stayed dumb.
All wisdom stayed inside the drum.
But the world never hearda more lyrical word.Let him fly to the skykeep the eagle’s own eyeon the whisky and ryeand the kangaroo pie.At Gantamano Bayonly chaplains may pray.Justice sick and astrayat the dawn of his day.
Cruelly she said it matters,‘size is everything to me’.He was terribly offended,blamed his parents, even God.By next day he had suspendedheavy metal from his rod.Weighing just on fifteen poundsin a harness made of felt,measured daily the amountsit had grown below the belt.Never told her of the traction,wanted it as a surprise.He would add not just…
without a flaw, as if ye Godshad made her specially for me.And she had let me take her handand home we went to see the folks.Just one of them was presenton that sunny afternoon, it wasAunt Hulda and she was so farfrom being touched by what she sawthat she just stood there, hands on hipsand…
To serve and to protect they saysmall fungi gather at the bay.Like moths attracted to the flamea fleeting moment all the same.They soon succumb to acidosisand feed their foe through straight osmosis.Oh glory, I have known you wellhave penetrated your dark shell.You must accept my blatant lie,now in retreat, I’ll gladly die.
I have sworn to forget to rememberit’s at night, in my dreams, that we meet.
A white man stood, began to cuss,he said: ‘This is a bummer.’‘There’s black and white in our land,we all know what this means,but I will travel, raise my hand,not with them coloured fiends! ‘The driver stopped, addressed his charges,it looked like trouble flaring.He told them what he’d do to helpand how they would be faring.‘Pretend’…
