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Once upon a threshold By David Kavanagh
Once upon a threshold By David Kavanagh
* more is revealed standing upon the threshold ~ than trying to cross it* by poet
There are no answers except the obvious one
plain language, and earth goes round the sun
There are no problems, only that they occur:
random chance, denial, then existential blur
Search the abstract,
conspire in a dream
scoop one’s mind out,
(open up) and scream
There are some leftovers, evidence of a past
showing one basic truth, life’s not meant to last
What a mindless fate, and price to pay;
still, nature isn’t cruel, has no conscience per se
Beyond the cusp lies
a juggernaut of bricks;
Whatever put it there
stuck fast in the mix
And all the time wasted contemplating what if,
trying to see beyond oblivion’s cliff,
an afterlife is promised, or so some say;
They drip feed gore, while turning good blood away?
Fly up to heaven,
where in the hell?
It’s all purgatory,
down here as well
Gods have been made through mass production;
an AI one’s coding, under self-construction,
conceived by data, not natural evolution;
these cells in our hand, a personal contribution?
It’s nobody’s fault,
there is no blame;
we may have choice,
although none to claim
So disappointing, understandably so,
to find logic itself sets limits it can go
Yet here I stand on the threshold of knowing,
aware at last, there’s nowhere left for going
Content in myself
only when I am,
It’s all very real,
but also a sham.
By David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2025
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