Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Poetry Thursday 93 - Is it weird?



Is it weird?

Is it weird to consider that the earth is round
spinning benignly in space making hardly a sound
that what we hear - the noise and the fuss
is a symphony playing to comfort us

Is it weird to consider when alone in my place
that I'm the sole member of the human race
without sight or sound of any other
there is no evidence of friend or brother

Is it weird to consider the existence of fish
who swim the vast oceans but end on a dish
Who's mind is too simple to appreciate
the beauty of the soup that they populate

Is it weird to consider a world without profit
a planet from which all people can benefit
No place for rampant fiscal greed
And greater help for those in need

Is it weird to consider a world without story
a place bereft of adventure, love and glory.
Where imagination is confined and restricted
no dreams or hope for those afflicted.

Is it weird to consider a world without greenery,
a place of drab, grey and desolate scenery.
Where the thoughtless actions of the inhabitants
have murdered the loving mother's residence.

Is it weird to consider a world without ice
where all is warm and seemingly nice?
No more to experience a chilly feeling
or shiver when breath is visibly steaming.

Is it weird to consider a world without lice,
fleas, spiders, wasps, slugs or mice?
Murderous human nature never rests
in the pursuance of its lethal quests.
 ©David L Atkinson January 2014
God Bless