Howard Tunick Poet Rhyme

The Gods Must Be Crazy

The Gods must be crazy
Or they never lived
And those that depend on them to give
Blessings peace and life after death
Had better not be holding their breath

If They live They’ve given so much
The Inquisition Jihad and such
War after war after war after war
Priestly abuse the concept of sin
And so much more I don’t know where to begin

Survival of the fittest
The reign of elitist
Slavery poverty robbery atrocity
Homicide patricide fratricide genocide
It really truly is hard to decide
What the hell The Gods may have decried 
Creating a species hell bent on suicide

There may be good hidden in the garbage
But still no reason or need to pay homage
We are not here for any good reason
Just an accident – physics high treason
Morality is not a command from on high 
But rather necessity for us to get by
In this heaven or hell we call life here on earth
Something of value to give life worth birth

December 2015

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Pete Yuhas January 14, 2016 at 2:45 PM Good write Howard maybe that is part of our destiny. Howard Tunick January 14, 2016 at 6:42 PM Thanks Pete. Please don't get me started on the possibilities regarding our destiny.... Hmmm.... maybe I've already started.

Franklin Price January 8, 2016 at 7:08 AM Howard, I think you just about covered it. This earth is what we make it, no matter the Gods in which we believe or not. We better get to work if we want it to be a good place. Howard Tunick January 8, 2016 at 9:39 PM We always seem to be one step behind and nowhere when it comes to moving those who might really be able to do something, to do something.

Ralph Sergi January 6, 2016 at 7:12 AM Hi Howard: with all the tragic adjectives you cited it is god that you cited our value of life. Good write! Howard Tunick January 7, 2016 at 9:13 PM You are most assuredly correct. There is most definitely a yin in life. It's all yin yang the poem as well. Kind of running out of hope .... Ralph Sergi January 6, 2016 at 4:58 PM Hi Howard: I guess three's a psychological bent to my using God instead of good.I wonder if God came from good.Your poem was great but intense but there is a yin and yang in life also. Ralph Sergi January 6, 2016 at 4:52 PM Hi Howard: I guess three's a psychological bent to my using God instead of good.I wonder if God came from good.Your poem was great but intense but there is a yin and yang in life also. Howard Tunick January 6, 2016 at 8:27 AM Thank you for the read Ralph. Might be an interesting discussion here. Wondering if you meant "good" not "god". Sure changes the nature of the discussion. Again, thank you.

John Fleming January 1, 2016 at 7:49 AM You have highlighted many unfortunate truths about our violent species of hominid, Howard. However, you end it on a positive note! Nicely penned! My best regards and well wishes for your New Year. :) john Howard Tunick January 1, 2016 at 3:51 PM Happy New Year to you John. Thank for the wishes and compliment. I find myself falling into hopelessness regarding "Us". But still clinging to a vestige of hope.

White Sage January 1, 2016 at 6:50 AM this is superb....nice one Howard, i wrote one for the contest too Howard Tunick January 1, 2016 at 3:54 PM Thank you so much white sage. Reading your poem I got such a strong sense of reality in the craziness sung. Good luck in the contest.