God Bestowed Information (Part Five Of Certain Knowledge Know) Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Money never really mattered
he made it, spent it,
over a long principled life; that
in itself was enough.

Money was just a simple tool
to procure, life’s necessities,
to be used wisely skillfully,
as were all tools; of life’s trade.

It was to be used, that was all,
unlike others, his money he used;
it did not use him, rule over him,
control his actions, control his life.

But the God bestowed information
contained in his astute judicious brain;
of more lasting value, than development,
of a super-sonic, combat attack aircraft.


Full-blooded wanders
certain knowledge know,
the depths of such intrinsic
knowledge, understanding,

is like the vast energized dark
freezing depths; of interstellar
space, waiting for us to go there,
search out, explore new knowledge.


And ultimately enlightened know...

The last thing he said
before he smiling died.

Spread my ashes over Auschwitz.
Spread my ashes. Spread my ashes.
Among my nameless beloved brethren.

He was a strange saintly kind of guy.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Journeys Through Diversity Defining Life (part one of Certain Knowledge Know)
A Scientific Tasteless Artificial Era (part two of Certain Knowledge Know)
Eyes Telling Multiple Mysteries (part three of Certain Knowledge Know)
I Was Even Born In Them (part four of Certain Knowledge Know)
God Bestowed Information (part five of Certain Knowledge Know)