Philosophy
Sometimes I Wonder

I asked lots of questions when I was a youth
I’m still asking questions although I am big
If a rapper is sexy with one golden tooth
Then lipstick is sexy if worn by a pig
Can a man with no arms still be armed with a gun
And why were things always, “Way better back when”
If a moron spelled “funeral” starting with “fun”
Was common sense common as recent as then
If a good witch does bad and a bad one does good
How can we be certain of which witch is which
Would they act like each other if only they could
And if so then why wouldn’t the two of them switch
My dog ate my college philosophy book
Now he sits on the shore and reflects by the sea
Was his eating my hotdog a cannibal look
If so, does that change somehow, his pedigree
If a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
Well no wonder that math is a problem for me
I considered a thought that’s a kick in the tush
“Don’t be stopping at two when it could’ve been three”
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.


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