His smile spread out. “You’re puzzled, for you can’t
allow yourself to see what’s manifest.
Like humans all through time, you need to chant
a mantra that must not be put to test.
“This contradiction had to be instilled
before your infant mind learned how to think,
for if it hadn’t, you would see what spilled,
and you would never tolerate the stink.
“Your children will be selfish as they’re born.
They’ll stay that way until made otherwise.
They’ll learn real soon they can’t have all the corn.
It’s part of what we call ‘to socialize’.
“All higher animals will do that much.
They show their offspring limits to their reach.
We humans have to add an extra touch.
Now I know why. Dear Esther, you’re a peach!”
That fuzzy, fleshy fruit, while flattered, felt
herself disturbed by what he said he knew.
“God lets you see no cards but what you’re dealt.
You come too close to claiming you’ve a clue.”
©2011 Louis A. Merrimac
Friday, August 5, 2011
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