A mind is a beautiful thing to waste
But sometimes I’d just like to see the world burn
And while it might be considered in bad taste –
The need to preserve the “beautiful,” I cannot discern,
The creation of everything only took a couple seconds.
Even the big bang is in the past,
A proclamation that beautiful things don’t last
This only proves the obsession with the ugly,
What lives on is the unsophisticated and disorderly.
Try as we might, to rid ourselves of the offensive
It’s resilience against death leaves us apprehensive
An acquired taste of everything else
Those with this ability are scarce.
Enlightened for they see the Universe travels on a different time
The time of that which is unrefined.
That’s why we’re here.
© Luis Valencia