Strange day,

it was over

before it began.

I wasn’t having fun,

so the pun,

doesn’t fit.

It

left me

like a death rattle

like a baby soul.

Truth

isn’t

Enough.

If

Truth

was

Enough,

the libraries would be full.

Ignorance is the way of men

and Instinct

is the way of women

They both help to make more babies.

If making more of ourselves

is exceptional

why is it so commonplace?

I laugh at my ambition

to make it

into the libraries

so that one day

somebody like me

will read and think

how great it would be

if the human race

would stop running.

What are we running from?

Death?

If we would only stop,

and think about it

we might do the sensible thing.

I don’t know who my great grandfather was.

Is it so sad

for the world to be empty?

It would solve

all the wars

all the evil

It would be

a passive genocide.

Now that I put it that way,

I sound like Hitler.

We are trapped in a race

we have to run

and the rats

flood the streets

like children

following the pied piper.

It’s a race

we cannot win.

Death

is

waiting

for us.

God

help

us.