The Infant

the infant came after forty-two generations

to save the world but hasn't been back in

more than forty-two generations and the

people still come, still tithe and still worship

for what purpose exactly, eternal hopes unmet?

a promise of hopes being met?

an eternal promissory note to be certain

and so the Vatican emissary rattles off

Hebraic names that only a scant few even

understand the significance of and the lone

bleeding a*****e keeps with the recurring

theme of his life

why are the fraudulent automobiles sitting here

and keep up with the tireless charade?

the omnipotent one already sees this s**t

and knows this s**t like all the s**t that

falls from every bleeding a*****e on a

routine basis

too many CEO's and not enough true lights

of the world, too few salts of the earth

and that may explain the inconsistent majority,

that deep down the sinners know that sin does

not exist, that humans may actually be basically good

but even the clearest thinkers know their own

inconsistencies because humankind has the

consistent tendency to be a******s that cause

much bleeding, internally and externally alike

and now as the innocent puppies and toddlers

play along like lambs and lion cubs,

the horrible truth remains to be processed

by the five overloaded senses,

that the world is f*****g ugly even on

days that commemorate birth and resurrection

and no amount of hands clasped in prayer

or hands open to give and enact charity

will ever change that maxim

health and wealth to all, indeed

Author's Note

If reading this affects your festive mood, I apologize sincerely.

Reviews

[Dispersus]

we are a sad lot Kenneth, but I will say this...the measurable microseconds of beauty are the moments that hold it together for me...after the rage and the bile bitterness of Life is scraped clean, there is an underbelly of magic...it is imperative to be observant, for without making witness to the beauty, it's all horror...it's all s**t...it's all Life

Peace, K

R

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you so much for the review.

[Pax]

No need apologies my friend, I respect your views as I could relate. Perhaps indeed the world in our overloaded senses are ugly. BUt one thing makes me see something else, I am an hopeful individual. And in many cases I can be over-react to the point that I could be very negative, but being hopeful balance things in my perspective. In my years since then, I have learned that the world is not so much beautiful anymore, but I believed that there are still many things to look forward to... This piece is just a reminder to me that, we can never achieve many things but we never give up in trying. Nice piece my friend.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you, Pax. I am glad for this review.

[Coyote Poetry]

I saw a lot of changes in my 55 years of life. Christmas is for retail. God and Jesus are forgotten. Hard to find logic in the world. You brought to life lot of good questions. I wish I could answer one for you. Thank you for sharing your thoughts in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you. I have been trying to find way out of this existential mess and today was not a day to have it brought up. This is a purge, nothing more.