A poem, it may rhyme sometimes.
Life, as I age, makes more sense to me.
The beast has been released.
Bees still pollinate
an act flowers appreciate.
God is good; God is great they say.
He or She, whomever your God may be
does not cater to you or me.
A prayer is a belief that God is omniscient
and almighty everywhere.
Today is another day I shall fritter away.
The Cosmos believes in creation and
causes catastrophic mayhem simultaneously.
So then, my friends, what is this all about?
I like meatloaf and mashed potatoes.
At this time in my life, that is what
I have come to know.
Pass the salt and pepper, please.
If you want a good poem?
Go write your own.
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Chris Hanch 9-6-2021
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