Friday, February 15, 2013

The God Wish

You merely half-swallowed the damn fruit;

I ate its seeds of guilt as well.
it remains undigested even today;
growing into a tentacled tumor, 
fertilized by your accusations.

You scaredy-cat! if we had only finished the fruit-
bite by bite, chewing slowly;
imagine where we would have been!
That deeper understanding, the enlightenment,
all the knowledge, that cosmic comprehension-
a perfect ratio, a balanced equation.

But you choked and spluttered
ran away squealing
fear crawling over your spineless bones,
sneaky tattletale!
Fool! don't you know we could have been better gods?