RESIGNED: A Poem

resigned to caging the tiger still paces the four barred walls stare back flare up wrap around above beneath children’s laughter: calliope wind blows through the bars mocking in its freedom satiated: green grass billowing clouds unobstructed by steel lined roof; beauty unknown. time comes passes and mockery makes of wood and steel of cart…

Does It Matter?

Oh, that old question…. Universally? Ultimately? NO. Nothing we hairless primates ever do on this spinning ball of galactic dust will ever have a grand impact on the larger reality of this plane of existence. Sadly…even less galactically… Nothing you do today very likely will be remembering in 10 years. Or even 50 years. Much…