Eerily back to the accession being made, concession of thoughts
Eerily, eerily, perplexed to notions, the cosmos holds back, its secrets
Determined not to spoil the surprise, with party popper's contest
Wrapped in a dozen gift wraps"bulky", still silent about the pyramid
If there is a God, "mist" myth of mystery, then it is his biggest task
Forget your selfish daily prayers “God save me” possessed by snob
Picking out unwanted colors, resigned on M &M as requisite
With preference, reference of selected gratitude, attitude
Like aristocratic men, sat on the breaking back of the camel
Complaining of the smell from fur, on journeys through the desert
If not for the blindness of faith
And the camel with thick skin and deaf ears; to nagging men
"God save me" "God save me" "God save me" "why me"
Oh, for the blind helper, and the patience weights he bears
Picking out unwanted colors, resigned on M &M as requisite
With preference, reference of selected gratitude, attitude
Like aristocratic men, sat on the breaking back of the camel
Complaining of the smell from fur, on journeys through the desert
If not for the blindness of faith
And the camel with thick skin and deaf ears; to nagging men
"God save me" "God save me" "God save me" "why me"
Oh, for the blind helper, and the patience weights he bears
yes where would they be without the camel?
ReplyDeleteI don't think I got this at all, but you certainly made me concentrate!
ReplyDeleteyes. God please squeeze out all of our self-centeredness and fear.
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And the camel with thick skin and deaf ears; to nagging men
ReplyDeleteI want to be more like that camel.
I like how you mixed in the older, more traditional images such as the camel and the pyramid with contemporary images like M&Ms.
ReplyDeletePoetry isn't my thing. That being said, I do love the images you've weaved into this piece. It was still strong and driving, which I think is hardest to do in poetry. Well done!
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