Cactus Bread

you crave it,

the round object sliced

into forty-fives around the center,

coming in flavors such as

cordon bleu, chicken alfredo,

and chicken bacon ranch

and once can have it all

with the simple swipe

of a magnetic strip

it's not free for

the creators of said

delights must be paid

and, ironically or not,

most likely not,

advertisements for the free gift

bask in full glory above all the

delectable selections

not ironically also,

or ironically maybe,

the question of acceptance

of the free gift is on

bold display above the

dessert bar

as if acceptance of

the free gift is

the sweetest thing

because even being

created from dust

is just a cosmic bar tab,

just a cosmic gambling debt

awaiting reckoning

accepting the free gift

is payment for your life

payment for your one in

a quintillion sand grain chance

to eat cactus bread smothered

in vanilla ice cream

so what is free will when

the dilemma is false and

the cactus bread is playing

the role of false trilemma?

lord, liar and lunatic

all wrapped into one

the choices are heavily limited

when the permutations and

combinations are mapped out

but, in the end,

there is no escaping the dictator

once the truth has been vetted fully

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Oh trilemma, how brilliant you are buddy! :) I immensely enjoyed this piece of cleverness and wit.....

As always, who can beat you? my mega nerd! :)
Lovely work.... so so much in between the lines, I smile about.
Simply brilliant.

- Elisa

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you, Elisa. I always appreciate your reviews.

And I appreciate your fantastic cleverness, brain and poetry always!

[Ruth]

Always loved your writing :) Hope all is well hon?

We all try to see ourselves as "free" in the system...took me a long time to realise, we have to fight from within it to make a difference, not from without it...reality...is not as it seems ey?

Awesome! x

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thank you as always, Poppy!

[Dispersus]

taste the taste of acceptance...I am reminded of an old bumper sticker

gas, grass or a*s...noone rides for free

power pen, K

Peace,
R

[Kenneth The Poet]

Thanks, R. Glad you like it.