Ya Hear? Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Ya Hear?



(Spectrum of Care)

Less than one minute
old infant' after birth; focusing.
They may, act as they did, where
they were before they; came here.
There, in that system they were
some ‘one' else and in quite
the different body! Therefore, all
care for and of all newborns; requires
that ‘special purpose'? Quite the mind
numbing statement is it not? Image
having to reset an entire set of
lifetimes back to zero… That would
probably take years! And very much so
it does! Duh! What do you ‘knuckle heads'
"think about them apples"? Clinical
and basic science research further
our understanding of this. Maybe!
Kinda, Sorta, so… Say it is not so!
The "key" thought is this thought
adaptations to the child' extrauterine life!
Check out this brief list of a few
things that complicate this particular
type of life changing new horizon' ‘reinventing'.

Hyperbilirubinemia
Surfactant deficiency syndrome
Lupus erythematosus
Conjunctivitis
Tetanus
Vertically transmitted diseases
Sepsis
Bowel obstruction
Seizures
Acne
Stroke
Diabetes mellitus
Alloimmune thrombocytopenia
Herpes simplex
Hemochromatosis
Meningitis
Hepatitis
Hypoglycemia
Adrenoleukodystrophy
Isoerythrolysis
Diffuse hemangiomatosis
Benign hemangiomatosis
Cholestasis
Transient pustular melanosis
Perinatal asphyxia
Ichthyosis-sclerosing cholangitis syndrome
toxic shock-like exanthematous disease
"Hey there, is there any-body out there"
that can clearly pronounce each of
these indications or afflictions or
defects in the flesh, blood, and
bones of each human born?
Very rare indeed is just one
human, capable; of a full
understanding of these terms
and the immediate and future
implications that even one of
these conditions given will have
over just one lifetime… getting a
better view of the bigger picture
yet? And the species human still
cannot cure the common cold virus!
This little whining and shinning fact
sets up the next question… Ready?
What other life form on this planet
has many of the same issues and
so many more and with greater
consequences to the species
human? You gals and guys do
know this one? It is the virus.
The virus, remarkably similar
to; the species human. True this?
Two great big happy families… really?
Yea, not so at all. Now do you understand
what it is IAM wrighting about? Define Wright.
Maybe building upon a given foundation
a clarification of a situation that
is spewing out all over every nation
nothing butt, feces and urine, death
and destruction, hatefulness, and sloth
lying and cheating and stealing and
murdering; gluttonous beasts
callous and brutal, with nothing
but cardboard noodles for brains!
Just generalizing folks! There is an
extremely small sampling of the world'
population that is a thin pubic hair above
the average mean… Ya know what IAM
saying? For this Earth' sake, I do hope so!
The situation begs a few good questions
does it not? One question is
What does the species
human possess, supposedly so
an assumption at best
in some opinion or another
again, that kinda, sorta, maybe
one of a kind thingy and purely
obsolete conjecture… that "free will factor"
introduced by whom? And when? And
that ‘great being' questioning why?
Surely then, the elusive proof of
such an affliction is questionable?
Each single member of an entire
species can arbitrarily make an
independent decision about its life
and times and fate… without every
other member of the species taking
a rather nasty hit? Logically this is
highly unlikely. Or maybe not…
This quandary is quite the
"Catch 22" like the current
seasonal flu… nothing does
compare within the universe
to the likes of you humans and
those pesky and dangerous tiny
virus thingy' that your "ists" are
desperately seeking to "tag" and
control and eliminate… yes, it is so
noticeably clear what is ongoing down
here. Boots on the ground, special
personages playing with the crowd
crows the size of eagles flying around
town… better start looking up more
instead of looking down? Maybe… I mean
take a hint people! Sheeple! Jeeps and
hummers, balloons, and bummers; lots
of damaged product and bumpers and rear
viewed mirrors and strange queer thingy'…
perhaps, from Mars or Venus or Jupiter or
The Age of Aquarius? Rarely does the
rhythm and the rhyming bring down
the churches towers chiming'; ya think?
Towering inferno', buckets full of sterno
stereos, cheerios, bloody noses, and a full
sack of hosed wholes now halves and quarters
and bits and kibbles and nibbles and rocks in
the carpet and carport and the report
will be submitted to that house and
maybe be acted upon at tomorrow'
dazed dawning… IAM yawning because
IAM becoming bored with all the fuss
in the universe over this human species
dilemma! Whatever! Again, I do love me
some Whatever! And this is an overpowering
dilemma… Because "Momma"; told me not to give
"free will" to any of my thought' up in day-dreamed
thingy'; kinda, sorta, maybe… So, humanity; What
is it going to be? You as a species continue to try
to identify, tag, kill or just maybe cure virus'
and / or "little-ole-me"; returning the favor
right back at each and every one of you! Yes
in the greater and profound depths of the
universe, more than a few individuals have
given this gambit some few moments of
thought… and you do remember what that
level of thinking did for humanity? So, taking
a gander at a 1960's television program gives
‘one' a pretty good idea of how to ideally deal
with this here perplexing personnel problem.
Ya'll remember ‘Laugh-in" … was a bit like that
Linkedin thingy on the internet web trap…
WHATEVER! ! ! Is it about time for that
"SOCK IT TO YA MOMENT"?
Ya'll do call me with an answer
Ya hear?

Monday, November 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: analogy,coming,conscience,dilemma,facts,fragility,humorous,macabre,made in usa,midnight
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