Scheduling

So let us have our laugh;
it is enough for just a moment
sacrificed to force belief
that somewhere an intangible
divinely-ordered plan exists,
to which we must conform.
Dear God, give mercy to my plea
that that may not be so!

That there is little solid ground
on which free will may put down roots
already--I shall dignify
my entry with a lordly number,
cringing as I write, and beating back
a nagging, growing certainty that even
summoning a doubt is forordained.

There's no way out!
We all are hypocrites, and must
expunge such realistic thinking
as we write our grocery lists
and then assign them slots
within our silly days in order
just to fortify our flesh
and those elusive pleasure centers
lurking there among our bones.

But thoughts are stubborn.
They keep coming back, reminding me
of their entitlement. My to do lists
are perishable--reality is not.
Even consciousness, I read,
may plod ahead of me
long past mortality.
And I remain advisedly
a happy cog in a machine
of some beneficent monstrosity
I'll never comprehend.
            ~

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

I think we all ponder these things; but being human, we never conclude with a satisfying answer. There is always the hunger for more, eating us away to the bone, until we are left with nothing but tattered thoughts and jagged edges.

[Dean]

Thanks for thinking along with me

[Tom]

You certainly break the mould here Dean and quantify your thoughts within this profound and inquisitive peruse, regarding freewill and open thinking, concerning the grander scheme of things !

Intriguing as always ! Merry Xmas Sir !

[Dean]

I'm not always profound...but I'm good at busting molds. :-)

[Tom]

Indeed indeed Sir & invigorating to see it !

[Marie]

I myself am a person of schedules and rites which must be performed. I believe in free will and deny it at the same time..

[Dean]

more and more, I must deny it

[Marie]

Yet your poetry seems to be written by someone who invariably chooses his own path...

[Dean]

Ostensibly, but thinking it through, the whole process seems forordained

[Dean]

kind of like the butterflies wing ultimately causing a hurricane