From Ape to Ape

From Ape to Ape

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I am a monkey, and so are you

and so are all of us.

Monkeys see and monkeys do.

So why then all the fuss?

When monkeys do not like to see

or hear, they close their eyes

and ears, and also stop their mouths—

for truths as well as lies.

And so we also do, my friends.

That's you and I and he.

The things we do not like—those things,

we neither hear nor see.

But then a time arrives, for each—

or most of us, I'd say.

And then, we're shocked to hear and see,

and so, like asses, bray.

So monkeys are, to donkeys, turned.

And so it is with apes.

We once had swung from branches. Now,

we're swinging by our napes.

2017 July 20th, Thu.

Brooklyn, New York

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Faith-II

Faith-II

A face of beauty, like a flower’s bloom,
is but a passing thing that brings us joy
and then remains awhile in memory.
A heart of beauty—that of selfless love—
is what endures and gives to life its grace.

And though we each are like a blowing cloud
that rises and dissolves, we still can live
our lives in love—and so in partial peace,
however much the winds of hatred howl,
as tortured lives cry out for their release.

Let’s light our lamps, as sunset turns to dusk,
and through the darkness, as the planets wheel,
then guard those flickers, till it’s time to sleep.
And if we’ve tried to cleanse ourselves of sins,
our slumber might be restful, long and deep.

And when we wake, it’s then another day,
with trials old and new—and yet with hope.
Amidst despair, we still can try to be
aware of all the wonder of this world—
where cruelty and kindness coexist.

2017 July 2nd, Sun.
Brooklyn, New York
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Related:  Faith ( http://thedailypoet.blogspot.com/2017/07/faith_30.html )