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Perspectives / Thai Ta, June 2011: When you look around / And all you see is what you don’t want to see / Look up! / Close your eyes / Look inside. /// Why is it that we are here? / Why is it that millions and millions years / Of evolution or intelligent design / Or God knows what it was that happened / Have led us here? / And so here we breathe, we breed, / We love, we dance, we kiss, / We suffer, we go about our life, / We drink, we eat, / We want, we yearn, we need, / Randomly, absent-mindedly. / We give, we take, / We emote, we fake, / We’re human, so we make mistakes. /// Now and then we look around / And all we see is … / Neglect. Disconnect. / Pain. Dark. Alienation. / Look down! / Open your eyes / Sympathize. /// Oh my friends, I know God is real / Thanks to God, I feel! / Thanks to God, I heal / And God’s love is free / And so are perspectives. ///
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If I Die Today / Thai Ta, June 2011: If I die today, I would be… / Pissed! / Should have gone on that dream European trip / Should have learned Spanish / And fall in love with an anti-globalist / Or at least kiss an anarchist / Come to think of it / Should have pursued my fetish / Involving prisoners and the police / And max out my credit cards / Spend all my money / After I give 10, no, 20 percent to charities. /// Oh dear, if I die today, / Who’ll take care of Mommy? / (If she dies today, I’ll have no family.) / Should have hooked up with someone / Anyone! / So they’ll cry when I’m buried / No wait, better cremate me / And scatter my ashes in the desert / So I could watch the stars at night. /// If I die today / I would miss so much! / There’s no chocolate ice cream in Heaven / No summer blockbusters, no talent shows / Hell might be interesting / Crisp pizzas year round, I suppose / And naughty demons popping about. /// But seriously, if I die today / I would be… / Blessed / For having lived the life I’ve led / And having known the souls I’ve met / And I’ll go on to other realms / Something’s changed / Something’s the same / (A rose, by any other name) / If I die, (died?), today / Thank you all / Goodbye. ///
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Déjà-Vu / Thai Ta, September 2011: A glance / Briefer than / A flicker of sunlight / Turning into rainbow flashes / Did we dance / All night? / Did we forget, or remember / To say our goodbye? / Or did we stay? / A moment frozen in time / Where nothing matters / Not even our conscience, obligations to others / A madness / Coming ’round / A fever / Target, found / And we burn anew / A déjà-vu / A familiar pain / Oh yes, we had chosen / A sensible, logical end / But now and again / We truly, blindly, foolishly / Fall / Fall! / For a love / Briefer than / A glance. ///
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What Would Jesus Do? / Thai Ta, September 2011: What would Jesus do? / I honestly don’t know / Did he even live / A long, long time ago? / Who would Jesus kill? / A Hindu, a Muslim, a Jew? / Would he erase all humanity / Saved for a precious few? / How would Jesus feel? / Can he be artificially real? / Can he turn men into robots, / Or vice versa, or not? / Can he love the fallen angels? / Can he solve all our troubles? / Can he be a solitary god? / Can he tell his followers to shove off? / Oh Jesus! Oh Christ! Oh Christmas! / Oh sufferings! Oh lies! (But I love Santa Claus!) / What would Jesus say, would he confess / The sins of the father, the son, and the rest? / What would Jesus do? / Between me and you / Maybe it’s too late / What could Jesus do! / Should we start over? / So, what do we know? / Let’s sit down, let’s talk / And start a brand new show! ///
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No More / Thai Ta, October 2011: You don’t hear me anymore / My words float in the air, disappearing / And you pick and choose certain strands / To weave them into a hateful web / And here we stand / Together. Apart. /// You can’t see me anymore / Partly my fault, I suppose / ‘Cause somewhere back I had changed for you / So much so that I can’t see me anymore / And the love we’ve shared expands, contracts / And flips over to a foreign place / Of coldness and indifference. /// I don’t want you anymore / I won’t miss you any less, of course / We’ve been fused together for so long / And now the painful separation / A surgery that’s half voodoo half logic / Yet, as I look up / Beyond the sky, toward the Infinite / I understand / It’s only natural to let go, let God. /// And I say to you once more / The words you cannot hear / Not now, not yet / I thank you for the colors of my life / But there’s a song I’ve not yet sung / And corners I’ve not yet turned… / You walk away. In silence / I can’t feel you anymore. ///
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