The Universe had
a beginning ...
something caused it
to begin
Measure
with the measured
stones and
stepping akin
Cause and effect
logicians praise
Thomas’ words
like a gun
Space and Time
adopted twins
creating creation
— from zero sum
(The New Room: March, 2025)
Knowledge of the future
memories of the past
Caught within a final vacuum
dissipating fast
Wanton disbelieving
eyes are liars still
Perception changed then rearranged
sensation thrice distilled
The philosophy of physics
logicians burn and melt
Time but smirks as gravity flirts
judgment prior dealt
Memories of the future
knowledge of the past
Once you slow the ebb and flow
— the moment is recast
(Dreamsleep: August, 2024)
My valued time for musicians:
On-stage a class of magicians,
Though their tunes not for theologian’s
Who brand musicians logicians…
It’s a reaching-out to people
For stirring their dreams or ripple,
Musicians for the route to love,
Their tunes proofs of its being a dove
“While living, bleeding and kicking
A lip you conquered be licking,
Even as time keeps a-ticking.
And unsolved mad problems sticking."
Man’s sought scarce time for musicians.
They’d envision bright conditions,
In songs hallowing beauticians;
Or them rhythmic renditions:
Lots of creative time finding,
For actions to a pair binding;
Now, no axe for spouses’ grinding
Not with great tunes for a minding
Ageing Nigerian Politicians
Being made younger by beauticians;
Their millions for Plastic Surgery,
Their wealth for Good Imagery;
The emptiest resolve to seem The Youth:
A Soon-To-Be Blind sees its sad truth…
Ageing Nigerian Politicians,
Richly trusting nice rhetoricians
Like the Pharisees did their synagogues;
A fat faith in settled demagogues,
Who a lot could lift from The Bible
And into a rally walk with The Tribal…
Ageing Nigerian Politicians,
Forever The Poorest Logicians;
Even smart can’t defend trembling hands
However good their many farm lands:
For restive youths promising Good Fight;
Shall them teach worse than Mosquito Bite…
It can’t happen in America:
Their unborn babies also own a car!
With each tick of the second hand
the immeasurable on trial
Imagination deposed
all parameters set free
The Poets acquitted
the logicians suicidal
All reference and syntax
—imploding at light speed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
When reflecting on the nature of mind
Of what wit or wisdom do we dare speak?
For the wind in the sky is all we find,
In a round and round game of hide and seek.
It’s mind over matter, sages surmise;
With power of mind as their driving force
Deductive logicians philosophize
From ‘We think, therefore we are...’ as the source.
We muse; we spin, in dreaming delusion,
Our webs of thought, until nought we behold,
And heady with sense, fall in confusion.
Or is yet the end of the story told?
As our labyrinth journey turns and twists,
We lose our way in miasmas and mists.
– Harley White
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