On religion the skeptic’s view is clear
there’s no invisible guy in the sky
that mankind has to fear
Skeptics find it hard to believe
religion to them, is just a way to deceive
and that faithful followers are all naive
Skeptics often fall back on science
in dogged defiance
of religion’s compliance
taking a wait and see
when it comes to their destiny
Oh! so mellow…
watching pulsing colors go by
a musical lullaby
from a sugar cube
a psychedelic YouTube
a view of the universe
a new legend
a world flowing
out of people’s hair
with nothing to compare
a sense of peace
like smoking dope
dancing all night
in the light
of lava lamps
in hippie camps
and so mellow!
A puzzle missing pieces is forever fated to be negated.
Somewhere among the missing pieces recovered in the fire they discovered another empire
If missing pieces are hidden for posterity they loose their familiarity
Missing pieces can be found in common places like the ground Sometimes they are a telling sound
Every mystery has a key or two, missing pieces that can give a clue. Possibly a chance for a breakthrough.
There are missing pieces in my memory due to PTSD. I am no longer the man I use to be. Yet somehow, I’m happy.
“What is praiseworthy?” Socrates asked Voltaire
“Sacrificing one’s life for another” he replied, answering the dare
“I’m not so sure” Rousseau countered with an imperious air
“It’s in the eye of the beholder,” spoke up Jean-Paul Sartre
“Who can truly say for sure?” Plato posited as he walked by
Spinoza suggested someone is praiseworthy if they don’t lie
“I think there’s plenty of room” said Hume, “to wrongly misapply”
Then all the philosophers threw up their hands asking “Why try?“
She opened her eyes and pushed away the darkness of eternity. Not yet ready to submit to that unknown journey. She embraced her life for one more day.
Happy memories gave her strength to ignore her dying body. Her pale eyes still reflected determination and an active imagination.
Her fierce soul fought to stay one more day. She would not let her life slip away silently like it never happened.
Grasping for each hour like a sinking swimmer she held on until the next dawn when her soul let go leading her towards a bright glow and an eternal rainbow.
I was always told to know when to draw and when to fold. That playing Poker was more than a game of chance if you’re bold
A straight flush will always buy baby new shoes. If you miss drawing an inside straight you’ll get the blues. Four of a kind is usually good news
You have to have the right stuff to successfully bluff or it’s going to be tough to win
Cheaters and card sharks are always looking for easy marks playing for larks.
Some games get serious quickly and are not a pretty thing to see. If you’re a bystander it’s always smart to flee
Players play until all hours of the day. As long as there are two players they’ll stay, until one can no longer pay
Flying bats wearing tiny hats pursued a family of rats who recently arrived to live at a community zoo
the elephants protested and so did a kangaroo
the lions and tigers had their say
the monkey’s were furious all day
the zebras simply didn’t care
the bears didn’t know they were there
the aadvarks put out an alert
and they all hid in the dirt
the exotic birds didn’t have much to say
they were just happy to fly and play
the polar bears didn’t stare
because they were unaware
the hippos bathing in pools
thought the rats were fools
the only ones glad to see the rat family
were the snakes… waiting patiently