Seven Wonders

8.8.2019

 

If you give him a chance

If you let him do his song and dance

He’ll try to convince you

 

Of how he brought light to the heavens

How he clipped the devil’s wings

 

Disregard what you’re told

His stories never get old

But none in reality

Near so grand

Nor so bold

He’s done neither of those things

 

And the accolades he’d won

When he formed the Grand Canyon

Using as an ingenious wand

A feather tied to the end of a bolt of lightning

 

Unwarranted again

The thought that anyone

Would give such power to a fool

Much less anyone

The prospects are frightening

 

But you may find the truths

Both believable and enlightening

 

He wired Café Heaven

How he “brought the lights”

He has a parakeet, Lucifer

Who’s actually one of eleven

Who all got their wings clipped

And the trench he dug as an irrigation drain

Not one of the Seven Wonders

 

But perhaps he is

At least I have seven wonders about him

 

I wonder if he believes what he says

I wonder if he believes we do

I wonder if he’s lost his marbles

I wonder if he ever had any

And to him

I wonder if every lightning bug’s a sun

Every flower is a planet

Every ten is a one

Every Susan, a Janet

I wonder if he has anyone

I wonder if he cares

 

Seven wonders

For the man who is not one

But perhaps where he has gone

Perhaps there he is one

 

And if you give him a chance

If you let him do his song and dance

It’s no wonder

He’ll try to convince you

He is one