Dead Reckoning

I thought it would be easy as
in my pain and anger I cried out

I inquired of Mohamed
but he said "see the Imam"

I then went looking for the Buddha
but he said' bring me something, anything"

Next I sought the seer
but he said" call me tomorrow"

Then I phoned the Rabbi
he said " not now, its the Sabbath "

Getting desperate I continued
searching for some-one real

The house of Vishnu was empty
and no one was home

I then sent a text to the Jw`s
they said " we will be by tomorrow"

I looked in my newspaper
and all I found were empty words

My editor was off that day
and could not be reached, no matter what

Myself said to self,
"this does not look good" and wondered why

So then I channeled the ancients
who told me" go away, busy as hell, in hell "

The Pope was next
but all he wanted was a " confession"

Exasperated I went to the professors
who said " come back later, were evolving"

My representative would not deny me, I thought,
all he said was " what ? ? ? "

Now in consternation and out of time
I said to the self " I should try again "

The Kundalini was just around the corner
but it only said " keep on meditating"

Even Pokemon was approached
and all he said was " I no longer can"

Papa Smurf too came by
and he said " I am not your father "

All the others and more
who counted themselves wise

Came to me in manners good
and tried to make me see

That they and them and all and one
could not be to me

The one who was looked for
that gave me choice and manner free

For He hung upon a tree
and waited for me to come and see

That all that appears to be
are illusions far and wide, vanities you see

In all the voyages save one
there is a one that's true to be

Who all the others know so well
yet cast Him under

For they are those who seek
to govern, others in the tribe of man

But as I considered the obligations
it was the notions that did not abide

I reckoned this for that
and could not find an answer

Until I saw the seen
and parted with my illusions

And dead it was to me
a forgone conclusion, nothing more

Saved at last, saved at last
was all I said to the creatures

Made by men who forsook
their calling and only said,," no, no, no"

The minds of men are still to see
and more as light is shinning in

I called them heroes of the old
mighty men renown for valor

But all they said to me
was " conquer all and holler!"

So I was taken aback and left wondering
who it was that I should seek

In all my hunting's I did not consider
what the sages had to say

It was plain as day yet hidden still
Until my heart went searching

And in I went after the fact
that He came unto me and supped

And gave me rest from all the toil
and all He said was " follow me, follow me ! ".

Comments 4 comments

Binaya.Ghimire 5 years ago

Your poetry is interesting, useful as well as beautiful and awesome. The religious imagery you evoke is very true, social compulsions you explain are everyday reality. Great hub.


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K. Burns Darling 5 years ago from Orange County, California

An interesting commentary on the modern search for truth and enlightenment. Great hub! I look forward to reading more by you!


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SilentReed 5 years ago from Philippines

Teachers open the door... You enter by yourself.

~ Chinese Proverb


fashion 5 years ago

Interesting and inspiring poetry.Great work

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