Poetry for Palestine

“Who am I?

Where did I come from?

What am I doing here?

And why?”

Getting “educated”:
Don’t you know your name?
You are “Anne Smith”, “Tom Foster”, or “Jimmy Brown”

You came to this earth from a mum and dad
And if you travel back in time
You’d unearth your ancestors…
A single dismal cell floating in a murky pool of mud

As to why: you came to stay for a while -for no particular reason-
To play… to learn… to work… to earn… to ache… to pain…

And -for no particular reason-
To suffer… and watch others suffer

Then -for no particular reason-
Only to fade away
Into few molecules
Beneath the ground

Bear in mind… in this crazy world there is only matter; nothing but matter
So nothing really matters
Who ever says otherwise is superstitious… credulous… insecure… irrational
In other words… nothing short of mad

Don’t waste your time philosophising
Chasing hopeless answers for pathetic questions
Seize the moment… grab every chance you can
To play… hunt pleasure… have fun
That is -in truth- the crux of the matter

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“But… but… but what about this heart that sways inside?
Smaller than my fist… greater than the cosmos

What about my thoughts… my consciousness… my mind?
Preceding ancient history… travelling ahead of dreams… surpassing scopes of hope…
Transcending space boundaries…stretching beyond all time …

What about this love I foster?
Colour’s ever green… passion: forest deep…
Vigour: waterfall… taste: honey sweet
Width: ocean azure… length: sky high… breadth: world wide

Would the infinite turn into nothingness?

Would mayhem produce order and law?

Could oblivion bring into being awareness and consciousness?

And if it’s all purposeless, why live in agony… why exist in vain… why stay at all?”

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