The Scale

The Scale

What goes around comes around

Karma, justice, retribution
Revolving back to even
Bullshit

Balance is a human illusion

Crafting a God that wishes best interests
Determined by obedience to implied social contracts
Written by the naked emperors who raised us

Golden rule, turn the cheek

Eye for an eye, fist for a gun
Camel through the eye of a needle
Shed these possessions and greet

Love in a grocery store aisle

A peach for all this depression
Sewer rat climbing out working hard
Ladder rungs for longer arms that grow

In after the age of twenty-one

Mistakes of a third decade resurrected in the sum
Of fifty years recompense, sacrifice, reconciliation
And sleepless nights full of prayer

Knees in the mind, penitent, permission

That nothing is possible without the great adjudicator
Stars in the nebula, universe seen and unseen
Light bending on gravity and show me, show me

The great, no not today novelty

Possibility in the circle engulfing the peace
Of what it means to be an evolved species
Consequence with the consciousness of God

Something outside of existence must have sparked the beginning of

Physical matter, dogmatic explanations, the greatest of which
Is the meaning and purpose of life,
But mainly humans, for in our encompassing need for justice

We are myopically self-centered

Challenging gravity to depart this planet when the asteroid comes

When the sun explodes a burp of gas to end us all to our last

Hour of amenable temperature, logic then on who was good enough or better

To ride the rocket ship to make the team picked first or learned

Nah, some kids are born in wealth

Shiny skin or a taller skeleton

More oval face with larger diameter comparison eyes

To equal beauty in the estimation of our genetics 

Athletic limbs, acne faces

Parents holding October birthday five year olds

Back from enrolling in kindergarten intentionally

To give their gene carriers a leg up on their competition

More attention, larger comparative frame, picked first

Assumed competencies in the illusion of side-by-side simultaneous viewing

Obliterated by the notion of substituting a first grader in the runts stead

This outlier effect runs rampant throughout life

 At some point the balance would sink its teeth

But the confidence gained in the assumptions of entitlement

Magnify rather than dissipate in the opportunities afforded

As if most of life is not about capacity, but financing and the ability to even

Be entered into the starting lineup for the chance at swinging for the fences

And so some have thirty strikes and some have one to use

Before retirement, this is our course to traverse

There is no karma, there is no happens for a reason

There is no what comes around goes around dance

These are the promises of the ring wearer to one day let you borrow his jewelry

And yet the circle never leaves his hand