Chemically signposted paths and
highways;
Ant finds his life ways,
holding his world
in his chemical knowledge.
Left or right; right and wrong, right?
It’s a song, right?
Write.
Electrically signposted paths and
highways.
Man finds his life ways
in a fleshy sponge of his
Brainy thoughts.
He thinks he knows the gods?
Ha!
Tinfoil Hat!
Amused, he sees them toil;
Dragging twin twigs to their pyramids.
Into their midst,
He drops a bee or worm.
Then boredom-worn
Armageddon,
Wellington boot catastrophe.
His wellies stomp
and garden hose
tsunamies, floods, destroys.
Destroys, destroys their hopes and homes,
homos and hoes, destroys, destroys.
Destroys their golden calves.
Satisfied...
God retires,
to play elsewhere...
In His Omniscient Knowledge.