Saturday, February 11, 2012

2.284 : 2/11/06 : Winds of Change

The congregation of all clichés
says lord in your mercy hear us pray
requested change and change came
after the wind nothing’s ever the same
The winds of change the winds of fate
a wind named amnesia made me hesitate
What if everything was really an invention
based on ancient lies and meaningless conventions
what if everything is really based on chance
and all that really means is the particle dance
and energy is really just a euphemistic notion
and all there is anywhere is mass and motion
the wind of whatever might not mean a thing
no matter what good or ill it might bring
maybe the toxic fortune in the poison pill
is that everything will founder
and there’s no such thing as will

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