Sunday, April 1, 2012

Welcome to Hungry Ghost World

I was born with 5000 year old eyes and 18 year old skin
to conceal the past within
the time it takes to destroy and create
much faster than it was
though much the same as it becomes
near the end.

The fear spreading wide to consume and envelop all
that it touches
producing faster turning wheels and clutches
faster falling into holes of discomfort
until there is nothing left to run for
hope abandoned
despair and darkened.

They shout and scream and sing in protest
a single voice in the night of conquest
devouring everything that lives
producing perfect, sterile, fibs
of affluence and contentment.

They resist, with truth and art and love
unlistening the masses glove
their hands with fame and riches
advertise and sell the twitches
that would move us to revolt.

Disregarding contradictions in our war
distrust the thoughts that might explore
the possibility of same
diversify the blame
history explains the shame:
that we are wrong.

The hunger thus ensues
unsatiated to pursue
that which can not satisfy the hungry ghost.
Welcome to hungry ghost world.
all 6 stages are present and alive
but soon they will multiply
and become one.

For it has been all through time,
I would know, these eyes of mine
have seen.

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