A Theory About The Absence Of The Divine... - Poem by RIC BASTASA

in the end
in trying to figure out the sense of meaning
pouring out
taking in
decanting, filtering,
testing, considering each
detail with
one still cannot accept that
all these data
never make sense
at all

one hopes
nothing comes at random
the chances boils down
to a specific purpose
such a hardheadedness
against the wall
breaking one's head like
an eggshell

the premise should have been
in the beginning life has no meaning
man creates his own image
shapes his own future
and out of respect of man's will
God is no longer

like Papa
watching his son soldier
leaving him all alone now
to fight his
own war

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 6, 2011

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