Christopher Hansard:[ Ever Since Heaven Made Cutbacks..]
Ever since Heaven made cutbacks on its budget
the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
have had to take public transport
(it was mentioned at a policy meeting that they would lose the Public Relations impact)
and gender issues have arisen so
now they are known
as the Four Horsepeople
of a Possible Near Extinction Event
Political Correctness
was invented by the Devil
who attends
an anger management group
for the dammned
run by
an angel that used to be a social worker
and no one understands
the strategy he has planned
a thousand proclaimers
warn the people of things
to come
but do not look
at the ancient teacher
beneath their feet
I was asked once ,
‘what do you believe?’
My reply was and is
‘I believe in the eternal that dwells in the human state,
the movement of consciousness
of clear light and slowness
of the everchanging
and the unspoken path
that dwells in every being
that lives in the ten worlds
and beyond,
in the simple
and the profound’
having found my answers unacceptable
confusion reigned
its natural
Political Correctness
is political control
it is surveillance
of the individual
without the cameras
The time will come
when even an atheist will be
crucified for such a belief
a hindu and a jain,
a buddhist and a druze
a christian and a communist
will all be held in contempt
of the state
it is said the devil is in the details
he once told me that he is just misunderstood
and god feels like that too
well, i said both of you are just
bit players in the drama of time
both of you concerned
with political correctness
but then both of you are related
devil and god
but both of you forget
that life is not about the outcome
but the attempt
there is no fall or rise
no sanctuary or prize
the spirit is self realising
and that is the
only truth and deities, leaders
and those who want control are terrified
of that, of
the story tellers and the poets
the magic people and the inbetween walkers
the mountain holders
and stone collectors
they do not conform
to the supermarket stacking
of political correctness
I have seen the face of war
and know the haunting
rush of meaning as it trickles with the blood
in dying moments
people see the truth
of their own divine humanity
and reject
all constraints
as they look
into the clear light
and go beyond the whisperings
of gods or politicians
to ride the note of a flute
to their true home
only to stay awhile before returning
