June 14, 2019Poem
At Brisbane airport.
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At Brisbane airport.
How far
Have we travelled
Around the closest star
What have we learned
From Ovid and Plato
When we censure
The people we fear
Take the high ground
With questions of morality
A wind up philosophy
Of argument
That has lasted
For two thousand years
Keeps on going
A noose around the neck
Tightening against Adams apple
A gordian knot
That is as complex
As it ever was
If I was music
My melody would soothe
The soul
We would carouse
Like Lancelot and Gawain
Around a table
Failing to solve
The problem of the Grail
But telling another
Lasting tale of
How far have we come
In our morality play
Should wisdom
Not grow with age
It is a drain
On resources
Keep travelling
As is the way of this world
And if it stops
You will fall off.