Proverbs 32

written 6/20/12


We are, each and every one of us, plagiarists
Parasitic pantheons of pathetically pacified pastiche
Paradoxical parodies of pain
Lovely for certain, but not very original
Or are we the most original?
Or is there no origin?
You can assume to know the reasons
I can't help but think all of us are playing
An eternal guessing game
A neverending gamble
So if you live your life with a heart of joy and the wrong answer
Or a heart of sorrow and the unyielding truth
What is the difference when you are six feet below?
You can search for answers all you want
I just want inspiration
You can have your idols and your traditions and your prayers
I just want to be original
But that is the paradox isn't it?
You even wrote it in your book
'There is nothing new under the sun'
But that didn't stop you from having a harem, did it?
The wisdom of Solomon: to sleep around and have a big palace
So many aspire by your words
Yet you were ensnared by vagina and smoke
I laugh and think of how many have been just like you
Me included
Maybe you are right about there being nothing new
But, screw you anyway for your pretense
Just as fallible as the rest of us
Follow your own Proverbs before making me believe I should
The tangent is through
Is that original enough?