not to be alarmist,
but the world appears to be ending.
this is not due to the obvious factors.
but things such as:
god is perchance asleep.
lately good things seem only to happen rather haphazardly;
say when god gets up for an Oreo® in the middle of the night.
god has perhaps been sleeping a tad more deeply lately,
which, if so, explains many, if not all things.
our world is shrinking.
far away places are no longer so.
if they were far away, our t-shirts would not come from there.
nor would children in
their love of Shaq. Colonel Sanders is beloved in places far,
far away from
we are inventing solutions to problems that we invented.
that if we hadn’t invented we wouldn’t have to solve.
traffic jams come to mind. there are, of course,
more deadly examples.
drive through lanes at any kind of store.
when people can’t be troubled
to park and walk into a store - the simplest of things –
what will they be willing to be troubled by? who can locate
darfur on a map anyway?
when people can’t be troubled,
then everyone will be.
Kraft mac and cheese. war proceeds everywhere
and hundreds of thousands die,
but still somehow Coke® is available
in the most devastated village.
Anna Nicole Smith’s popdeath means
she will always be there for us. the pathos of Britney
makes every copy of People a mirror.
the wealth of Goldman Sachs’ lieutenants
is an old religion taken to new heights.
we crusade not against islam,
but the poor.
I am sure if I just had a Coke®, a new car, new job, new house, new coat, new nose,
new Sharp® flat screen TV, then everything would be alright.
You can buy everything now -
sadly, HDTV makes it even easier to see the politicians’ eyes.
the eyes always tell the lies.
rising waters may raise all boats but rarely islands.
as religious fanaticism from Goldman to mohammad rises, all shrinks before their terrorism.
“us and them” is a very small place indeed.
the world is shrinking and shrinking,
and will soon end in a
very tiny dot
just like this poem.