Monday, August 4, 2014

I used to think that ignorance was bliss, for all the children of the world, and in this moment, the ones in Gaza

I used to think ignorance was bliss


but then I kissed my ass goodbye

and opened up my mind infinitely.


I became possibility, and what did I see?



mosaic creation’d being:

all my pieced parts are you and me and we

every one and thing being in love.


so I don’t feel ignorance is bliss anymore.


I feel it’s a prison: divisions in the making.

I feel it’s war and apathy.

I feel it’s a sorry excuse for humanity:


nationality jaded.


I feel it’s children without hope,

starving in their bombed-huts…

while others are in the drive-up.


I feel it’s a copout.

I feel it’s greed and gluttony and perversion…

denial of subjectivity


in an immature tantrum…

a case of the conundrums.


I feel it’s conformity

and a made for t.v. movie,


or even a dumbed-down sitcom.

and religion on a Sunday morning.


I feel it invites mediocrity,

blind melancholy without seeing.


I feel it labels and makes us smaller;

I feel it denies our universal matter…


and wonder and imagination and beauty

I feel it’s just static scatter.


I used to feel ignorance was bliss.

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