Poem: The Owl Speaks
By: Kris Price
The owl speaks too:
Raggedy, obese, dirty old slobs,
Mortality is a weightless spoon
and
Education is a basket full of flowery looks.
Religion is a meticulous tune
and
Critical Thinking is hidden away in nooks.
The owl shouts from his rooftop,
Money is paper candy
and
Energy is gobs of hollow knots.
Politics is a soggy dandy
and
Humanity is a huge waste of watts.
The owl lobs at the lynch mob,
Intelligence is a hefty owl
and
Space is contained in a box.
Truth is a wet towel
and
Time is a series of beatnik clocks.