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If a joke is made,

And a boat is set to sail.

If a deer crosses a road,

And a baby is born.

Does the world increase in complexity?

Or does it divide into smaller, simpler worlds?

Does the joke make a man,

He is a wise, elder man,

Think upon his life and find that he regrets it?

Does the boat stay in its home,

The dock, where it is safe from pirates and open water,

And regrets not leaving to ship goods across Nature’s blood?

Does the deer die on the road,

It is a very busy road, with fast cars and careless chauffeurs,

Or does it evade every car to go graze in a better meadow?

Does the baby get to love, hate, and be human?  

Is it allowed to rebel, or must it follow the Rules of Society?

Must it buy the new shoes that Vans has put out, which are totally fashionable?

Must it seek comfort in money, or women, or other material objects?

Must it be an “it”?

I would ask “why would it not be”,

But asking “why” solves no problems.

So, tell me. Why did I make this poem?