Logic Is
Logic is
Logic is the thing that drives,
Our actions all through out our lives,
And yet we say we live but once,
And dead forever is their hunch,
In the spiritual-bank the dead survive?
6 billion on the planet now,
none borne again to tell us how?
A waste of the smarter spirit wise,
No ressurection for us guys,
Unless logic can apply.
No purpose in our paltry lives,
The mundane sufferings, disguise,
But sow n reap does it apply?
When the blind man feels the punch,
Remembers not the why,
Ironic past deeds cry,
The reaping here for lunch,
Ironically disguised,
Car-bloody-runch
Applies?
Don Johnson
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