Linear Thinking
Posted By Randy on April 20, 2024
“Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one—the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.” ~ C. S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters
The road in this poem is certainly not the safest one described above. It’s rather steep, hard and potholed, all turnings sudden or otherwise are denied as a matter of faith, and while it may indeed be festooned with milestones and signposts, they are rendered inconsequential through those controlling travel upon it insisting the trip be prosecuted in Stygian obscurity.
Linear Thinking
By LFM
We careen down a road
As a planet sized load
In a handbasket woven from lies,
And a guy in the rear
Says he knows how to steer,
But just hopes he’s the last one that dies.
We rolled out of town
With the sun going down
And no headlights we knew how to use,
But the guy and his friends
Said the road has no bends,
True believers have nothing to lose.
Those suggesting a way
To turn night into day,
Who would dare even striking a spark,
Find its light quickly snuffed,
All revealings rebuffed,
By who’d rather speed on in the dark.
No tickets were sold
Ere the handbasket rolled
But the toll road will call for its due,
And the one who would steer
Leads his minions to sneer,
At the bill as they all look at you.
For whatever the toll,
You must swallow it whole,
In a room where the pachyderms sway,
Where it’s best not to stare,
Nor admit that they’re there,
Let alone give them names you can’t say.
Defiinitely