2014-04-29

詩 A New Nutrition

Life is a shit sandwich
Eat it or starve
Can we learn to love
This pap, this pablum
This endless trough
Of lukewarm oatmeal
That sustains us
Should we let it?

I devour the slop
Hoping to find treasures
Prizes in the cereal box
Sino quod non
I tire of waiting
It isn't worth it

Find good in all things
Live in the moment
Notice the cinnamon
Enjoy the walnuts
The chunks of apricot
If it all were honey
I would grow sick of it

If I believe
That what I take in
Is needed to fix me
Then I am lost
If I am all right
Then all things are good
And I can find G-d

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