Sunday, March 18, 2012

eternal damnation



shoo away those birds that nest on your balcony,
watch them fly into the foggy morning,
for someone wrote a story of eternal damnation,
to keep us miserable and scared,
but implosions of hate and jealousy,
beget explosions,
creating breath, hope and change,
so swat away those fears,
and fly into the foggy morning.











7 comments:

temporal rooms said...

fly H.P. fly

~robert

Timoteo said...

The perfect Sunday poem!

The Square Corner said...

This got me thinkin'!! This got me thinkin' a second time!! You're right.

Old Ollie said...

Jump through that fog of religion to faith.

Old Ollie said...

Fair points H.P.

Sometimes even a Tired Monk needs a slap upside the head.

Fisheye Lens said...

yeah, who wrote that *%&^#@ story anyway?

hulia said...

Nice!