Have you ever discussed alligators
while lying in bed with your mate?
(The Mama covers eggs with dirt and stuff,
and the eggs then incubate.)
And have you looked at the eyes of flies
with all those tiny shiny parts,
or smelled the perfume smells of roses,
or the smell of donkey farts?
And what of all the human varieties
of behavior and body form?
It's enough to cause a genius's brain
to form a mighty mental storm.
Some say God created it all somehow,
and that God is all-knowing too.
Was it, then, supernatural handiwork
which gave us gardens and the zoo?
OR
Did God just supply all the ingredients,
and Mother Nature did the rest?
Some life forms seem so practical to me;
others seem to have been made in jest!
OR
Does God not actually exist at all? ....?
But no genius is this poet;
I don't care how life forms came to be,
and I plan to never know it.
(Jan.2013)
Thumbs up. Well, i read this poem in two ways: First from down to up and then from up to down. Every humans in this universe has his/her own blieves that other humans must respect it. Its not a good reason to not respecting an idea because its difference. In my ideas there is a power, a source of light and might or what EVER that gives diciplines to this world. I love this poem man. Really brilliant!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
bri, last two lines tells me that you do have some wisdom. and once in awhile you make some wise decisions thanks