Like Broken Elephants Wandering The Desert

September 29, 2010 at 3:16 pm (Uncategorized)

I’ve just come from a dry spell. This is one of those mababaw na pacute poems. Don’t expect too much.

Revelations

There will come a day
when historians learn the past they know is false,
that the world’s history was a fiction
made to conceal true events they’ll never know of.

There will come a day
when physicists learn that gravity is not a law,
that what goes down will go up
and stay up and they will not know how to explain it.

There will come a day
when psychologists learn there is no human thought
that can be captured, examined and understood
and that all we do happens by chance.

There will come a day
when economists learn money has no value
but that which we assign to it
and the citizens of the world will burn their banknotes in celebration.

There will come a day
When mathematicians learn that 1 + 1 = ∞
and that numbers hold no meaning
and people will stop counting because nothing is quantifiable.

There will come a day
when philosophers learn there is no uppercase Truth,
no lowercase truth, even,
to console them with a semblance of understanding.

There will come a day
when every man, woman, boy and girl in the world
looks in the mirror and learns he/she is no longer himself/herself,
when they learn that God, Allah, Buddha and Nietzsche are all dead.

And on that day,
they will be brought to their knees,
they will know what madness is,
their Earths will tremble,
their souls will know true helplessness,
their tears will fall and no one will know the sorrow they feel,

like the day
when my uppercase Truth was shattered,
when my 1 + 1 became nothing at all,
when I stopped knowing how to explain things,

the day I learned you loved me no more.