Returning to Earth
for the big slow-down
physically incorrect;
amnesia of the necessary kind;
cosmic know-it-all
to dimwitted pledge
in the University of
Mind/Thought/Intention/Action
with a major in Connection,
a minor in Ethics and Truth.
This is no snap course
there will be pop-quizzes
those who fail miserably
will be held over
Those who pass will have the option
- will be encouraged - to return,
to work toward more degrees,
until a Master's sets them free.
Them (me, you, I) us: Classmates
since the beginning of time,
which only exists on Earth -
time after time, as time goes by,
wasting time, just in time,
my time is your time,
I've got nothing but time,
and time marches on
(tick, tock, tick, tock) .
'Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket'
ride a shooting star (shoot on a riding star)
toward the light, through the tunnel,
to the mansions where others have gone
to prepare a place; waiting on the steps
to welcome you home
and that's the way it truly is.
Look around; this is hell
(A hell-of-a-lot of fun too)
The ‘ Devil‘ that made you do it
Is a fellow student, or a recycled idea
whose time never was.
Laugh, love, release.
Question, respond, care.
Home is just a breath away.
1937/2001
Jim Boone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaving-home-12/
