On This Memorial Day Weekend

     On This 

Memorial Day 

    Weekend

                   I

 We Hold These Truths

    To Be Self-Evident

Considerable evidence

           has come forth

In the last half century

                         or so

               of the sense

That there is at least one more

                  dimension

              than this one

                And that we

        have lived before

And on perhaps even more

Than this one planet,

      for all we know.

Do you doubt it?  Then

You just haven’t been

         paying attention

           And therefore

What has it all been for

For you?

                A game

     merely??

               The same

As for children???

        Be a child

     If you wish to.

       And that is

        your lot.

      As for me,

         I wish

       for more

     much more

Than this poor truth

      as the total

         reality;

   if it can even be

     considered

       as that

         truly.

        II

One By One

I have a male friend

Who is enamored

         particularly

With the female body

       and especially

Of its behind.*

Ah, yes.  But

              that

       is just

The male mammal,

Responding to a signal

From its environment

               merely;

        like unto

  a fight or flight

      response.

          I would desire

          for more; I

         would desire

For a signal

From on high

             as to

        our final

     destination

   as One.

What would that 

      look like

     I wonder?

Something like

A solid feeling

       of having

Come Home,

                      I

Would imagine.

        But then

       that’ s just

       Me.

              Or

            is

            it.

           —

* (and thinks it a sign

    that there is a god

    after all; and that

               it 

  has been staring us

         in the face

         all along)

             III

On This Memorial Day

      Weekend, I

On this Memorial Day

        weekend, I

          consider

       my country

      in particular;

    and am angry

             at

          what

      is going on

           to it,

      especially

With the LGBTQ part

    of the equation

(which stares me in

         the face

       constantly

In my neighborhood,

 like unto a section

 of San Francisco):

     As we are led 

To deny that there is an

Environmental factor (or

      factors) involved,

Which correction could lessen

  the incidences thereof,

But is not within the wishes

Of our erstwhile masters - 

            in order

To continue the creation

       of yet another

      minority group,

           in order

            further

       to overthrow

  the existing Order

      and replace it

      with your own

              and

         totalitarian        

              one,

              you

            expert

             such

        subverters,

              you;

             seen

           behind

       your clever

          facades.

            Cease

              and

            desist

           in your

         timeless

     machinations.

          Or face

             the

    consequences.

    We Americans

 will not just enjoy

         the sun

 On such weekends

      as this one.

        Push us

         too far

And you will find out

     the truth about

       our seeming

         slumber.

        The giant

           stirs

      in its sleep.

        Hark ye

          well.

     The times

        (wheels

   within wheels)

           do

           tell

     of another

      outcome

     from your

       ancient

        dream

            of

      conquest.

       The rest

          is up

            to 

           you.

Enjoy the sun,

                one

And all.

While we still can.

With a rumbling

In the distance

          signaling

         a change

In the weather

As my Patton self
    comes sniffing
           to the fore.