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CHOKING ON ABUNDANCE







I never understood why expansiveness leads to war,

Nor, why there is a Tale of Two Cities; why is it that

Proliferation is like a gasoline on a conflagration.



I am like a mouse nibbling on sadness but the greedy

Soul in me is conjoined with the grubbiness of the world

So I am linked to all of these uncomely dichotomies.



I am choked like the rain forest by my own automobile

An ambulate toward a destruction that I know is of my

Doing; seeking an abundance adding to further choking.



Turkeys drown by lifting there heads up to swallow the rain;

Abundance is not a thing that anyone can reckon with; we

Rebuke being muzzled and only seek further engorgement.



Never mind that neither our ancestors nor a  resplendid king had

Any of our modern accoutrements of electronic gadgetry; we are

Never satisfied even if abundance is transferred electronically



Ever time we hear the word “abundance” we are courting trouble;

Someone ask the gangster “Little Caesar” what he wanted. He only

Said “more”.  They ask him exactly what he wanted. He said “more”.