The life I’ve lived after doubleyou doubleyou two
Was mostly lurching, searching to find
Some where to fit the daily grind
Where everybody gets a job to pay
For bananas, cups of coffee, every day.
Recompense to make dollars and sense
Combined, is, at least for me, hard to find.
I’ve had my dreams, sold ice creams,
And figured out some ways to get paid
And, on occasion, managing to get laid.
But these, including learning Chinese,
Are quite devious to fit into a life
For a halfwit like myself with no
Advanced degrees, and ambitions for alure
To not stay poor but yet to find some sort
Of peace of mind within this social morass,
Outrageously insane, bent on radioactive suicide
While chopping up in persistence most things
We direly need for existence to stay alive.
My end, of course, is rapidly approaching as I age
Well beyond the ordinary, and I savor the mental flavor
In those last seconds to finally succeed to solve it all
In a secret smile to dismiss flying saucers, elves, and dragons,
Along with nonsensible theologies and philosophies that require
This silly time to be relevant within this universe designed
Primarily for the flash and bangs of galaxies and suns.
That ultimate and final grin as time does me in
With an “Ahaa” might surprise watching eyes
As I surrender in that demise of satisfaction to know
The how and why everything in my departure.
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