February Poem 2: The Poetry of My Asshole

My farts are a societal problem.
Like the hum of the walk-in freezer
Which also increased to twenty the gassy bass hits,
The fart artist knocks three times.
You can still hear me doing something
To fix, to recreate this as a work of art in taking a crap.
When I fart, the voice of the sea lifts without murmuring,
Inviting the soul as though I feel them not.

2012 Poetry: Shakespearian Sonnet

The bigot strikes the heart with words of stone,

lashing at fantasy cracks in one’s soul.

His words careen, tumble and tear through bone.

He hopes others will help them speed their roll.

A boulder roles loudly, clumsy and slow,

and friction does chip and crumble its base.

Observers act and help absorb the blow.

And granite eyes define the bigot’s face.

Alas, the danger lies in kindly heart.

Microbial dust defiles honest breath.

Unbeknown, the dust stays below at start.

Once dust can cling, it strangles men to death.

Do not fear one man’s hate and bigotry,

he has compiled from society.

To Err is Human; to Forgive, Devine

to err

This quote from Alexander Pope’s poem, An Essay on Criticism has become something of a proverb, the author largely erased from ownership and the line becoming something of a moral truism. Collectively, we take this line of poetry as scripture telling us to forgive mistakes of ourselves and others because forgiveness brings us closer to god. But while we espouse this very quasi-religious sentiment, we act in the totally opposite manner.

As a culture, we understand that it is very human to make mistakes: we all do it. But forgiveness is the provenance of the gods. We act as if forgiveness can and should only be metered out by the heavenly host in the afterlife and that by forgiving someone ourselves we are condemning ourselves to an eternity of hellfire. Somehow, we have deemed it blasphemous to forgive others because we believe only god should have the power to forgive and by forgiving we are trying to usurp god’s power. So stay out of our way. We are quick to love our enemies as ourselves but even quicker to kill them.

Am I totally off base here, or do you agree with my assessment of society?

Can you come up with any other proverbs that illustrate the divide between beliefs and actions within our society?