Carbon Shaped Life-forms

 

 

     Aye, carbon based we are,

Carbon based within integrations

Of H2O,

     And it’s not just molecular,

It’s not just cells though,

We may be ‘carbon based’ but,

We make angles of our carbon forms,

 

     Ninety degrees of humanity,

One-eighty degrees an animal,

We move we flow,

We structure our courtship

With one another on what we let show,

And two seventy degrees it’s

Time to come round,

To three-sixty of life going

Round and;-

 

     Angles!

Angles of this and that,

Angles of life we all

Feel in our hearts,

      Yet - these angles for some

Bear unholy a greed,

While others

In drama,

Others in climates

We all fear and loathe,

Bear angles of deformity

That ‘we’ round and bloat,

 

     Looking now,

Looking through angles

Of time and life,

I see the hurt

For those bearing

Cells deformed,

(Those with disease –

We run from and ignore) -

Those within madness

We love and adore;

     (love and adore),

 

     Angles;

We may spark a rift

And punish our constant

Unknowing,

But when seeing

The soul from sheer sun’s

That glisten the skin,

We know in ourselves,

We know in our hearts;

     Our kin,

     Our kin,

     Our kin!

 

Michael J Waite 19th April 2014.