Follow Your Curve

Follow Your Curve

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

The parabola reflected, the vertex pointing toward space
The pinnacle reached and the owner slides down in disgrace
The curve appears infinite when imagined outside the screen
But finality comes about when the vertex is suddenly seen

On a slide down so the atoms can be unified with the dust
This is the natural cycle, and it happens to be rather unjust
No eternal punishment for those that massacred loads of folks
Millions of eggs, just broken shells missing all their golden yolks

A scale could be considered, the masses' sins are only minor
And yet the outcome of death is the blade that cuts no finer
The end of the curve inexorably reached, the second x-intercept
The zero line garrotes every victim, and yet no savior interjects

Into the cold hole drops the corpse, every unfortunate shell
On the bright side, there is no unquenchable fire called Hell
No judge sitting on the eternal throne to give the shell motivation
Just its earthly wants and desires, there is no eternal reparation

Has this hand reached the vertex and started sliding down?
Who really knows, all I hear is silence in this deafening sound
Maybe the curvature is slight, or a great vertical compression
Either way, it's most likely the half of irreversible regression

There is no infinite spiral that keeps pushing the hand out
Rising up to the vertex and falling down is what its about
The meaning of life, to follow some mathematical curve
And to see rotten eggs earn a fate they don't deserve

It seems unfair, and that may explain why atheists turn to God
But even the thoughts of this hand may be ultimately flawed
This is one view of life from a poisoned, degenerate mind
Everybody else has a natural right to freedom by design

Follow your curve to wherever it takes you, close or far
Because we are all the same, made from the stuff of stars

© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


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The math elements create a unique perspective. You sum it up fine at the end. Solid writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


The meaning of life, to follow some mathematical curve
And to see rotten eggs earn a fate they don't deserve...
I like that a lot...honest words Ken...I will follow mine...good write


Posted 13 Years Ago


AWESOME!! I love the whole write but the last stanza is to die for!!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Kenneth The Poet
Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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