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The Good Samaritan

You worry I might track you

with suspicion and be leary

of what you might be doing

while rushing around
and hurrying,

But I am not insecure, and just vaguely jealous,

and if rightly connected
I could be very zealous

to watch you wander

and heal a blind eye,

to enrich the unfullfilled

or stop a child's cry.

I'd glow in yr brilliance

with understanding and a resonance

of my own
incompletion,

and yr giving countenance,

But I do have a tendency

to be tricked and misled,

by those whom I'd trusted

on words that'd been said,

I willingly help

only to be robbed,

the GOOD SAMARITAN who
got stoned

buy the MOB

of human-borne

Haters of this life
as we know it,

If I only could explain IT

to them 

they'd climb in my BOE-IT


and sail to a freedom 

of justice
and grain

for all who might 

seek 
shelter from rain,

A place I oft see

in dual revery

(both mundane and insane)

the Place we will

go at the end
of the game.


II

So, I quit smoking for the sake of my chest
I thank Jah there 
are other ways to safely injest
this King Solomon fairy pixie dust
that is blessed
by an honorable sanctity ordained
by the One
who created the Earth
and gave us the Sun

Who practiced in method
of which that he taught,
of kindness and patience, 
and virtue He fought

against the masses
of the unseeing and dumb
who use wise words and phrases
that roll off the tongue

but know very little
of these words that they preach;
to learn from the Master
One must learn how to teach

the ways of our union
with nature and time
and hold deep understanding
that can't be explained with a rhyme...

Copyright © Mark Riedel | Year Posted 2006

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