Thursday, July 11, 2013

Serpents of the morning

A great man once said
there's only two ways to live
one as though everything's a miracle
one as if that is negative

Today a serpent came to me
speaking and draped in orange;
either for the money, or to leave 
goodness at the door-hinge

A great man once left
with good words of advice
believe in the miracles
or just close your eyes

With hesitation and doubt
I pulled out the coin and later a bill
I surrendered reluctant but easy
there is nothing left to take still

What the great man said
should it not be put to test?
Let's stop living in the middle
I decide I'll surrender my rest

He crushed the note in his palm
and promised me panacea,
better living and fulfilled desires
with hints of utopia

A great man once said
there's only two ways to live
one as though everything's a miracle
one as if that is negative

I'll tell myself to believe
I was blessed by a serpent,
speaking and dressed in orange;
because hopes are money well-spent.

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