You Phuucking Morons! Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

IAM
of all men.
Everlasting
and flowing
‘created' to
‘heal all people'
the gift from those
"WE, " that created all
of humanity! I, was born
and I wished so to live; I have
witnessed, both birth, and death
countless times; and of my personal
experiences with either, one thrillingly
liberating and the other; well there was
not enough; womb … so, I got out of that
tight! However, and most curiously this
act I have held all of my living thoughts
too; been aching to get back in! Didn't
matter which womb! Whatever! This is
what comes when one is that big bad wolf!
How I digress! Let US get back to the facts …
each is born of an abundance, each came
from abundance and, each forgot this
some in a hurry and, some over a
‘period of time' …
initiation, gestation, realization
germinal, embryonic, fetal; at any time
depending on the circumstances … each of
US, could have died in situ! Would not one know
that these processes were designed by a pair of
ones with a somewhat dark humour! All cannot
be fairy tales and rose gardens! These things
could be taught to those of US who quickly
forgot, who we were, and where we were
from; before we got ‘landed' on this earth!
But no! The each of US got taught about what
our birthing parents thought, was most important
shopping, eating, gossiping pissing, shyting, yelling
screaming, fighting, and of course phuucking!
Really base and mostly of the negative
characteristics that humanity does
so easily display! Is it any wonder that
everything on this planet can prove fatal to
every human dropped here? You as a human
can drink too much water and die! Humans
can eat too much fodder and die! The
species human can talk too much
and die! Drinking and eating and
talking is just about all the human
species can do well … besides pissing
and shyting all over the planet! And you
as a single species are so damn proud of the
ways each of you act through the all of this!
You phuucking morons!