“TINY DANCERS IN SEARCH OF ANSWERS!!” a poem August 24, 2018 (Fish Friday) a.k.a.: “There Ain’t No Stinkin’ Answers ‘Round Here; So – Have A Beer!”

I got up early morning, before the CRACK of Dawn,

In search of God and angels, to lay THIS STUFF upon –

To answer frequent questions – (like) 6 million Jews, too much?

To find some rhyme or reason – to try to get in touch –

With who-the-Heck’s in charge here – I-got-lots-o’-answers,

To way too many questions – about us tiny dancers!!

We’re dancin’, ever vigilant, upon volcanoes’ edges,

With wars and famines, rapes and murder – and-child-abuse-in-”the hedges!”

“COME ON, NOW!” I said aloud – “Let’s see you face to face!”

With pauses big, there’s something wrong – with this hellacious place!!

When there’s no GOD accountable, except for one who’ll say:

“My MOTIVES-are-incomprehensible, and I’ll just have MY WAY,

And do whatever I shall please,

And bring you dancers to your knees,

And force-the-THANK-YOU-and-PRETTY PLEASE!!

So, WORSHIP ME, you dancing fleas!”

You know, there’s NO ONE a (pause) round here,

Who’ll just “fess up;” it’s awfully clear,

There is no God, of ONE – or TWO,

Is there a God when six million Jews were murdered.

There’s just this CACA MEME ZOO –

AND ALL THAT HOLDS THIS PLACE IN PLACE,

Is-the-fear that binds the human race,

TOGETHER! – in collective insanity!

SO, SMILE, LITTLE DANCERS;

Just DANCE WITH GLEE! 🙂 – Hee, hee, hee!

fin. <3

Published by J Jay Samuel Davis

A West Texas Cowboy, seeking "fishers of (wo)men!"

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