freestyle sonnets

religion

believe what you want, do what you will, find reasons

to affirm what you believe, whether spirit-based

or built on scientific trial, but seasons

shall pass and all things change; new tribulations faced

will challenge your thought patterns; how will you adapt

for survival, conquering an altered landscape

littered with altars and lab space where wisdom trapped

itself in tradition, and yet changes take shape

daily in all moments, our world is forever

shifting truth, with man dragged along by tooth and nail,

clutching at his heartworn ways, which seemed so clever

and permanent, though permanence is doomed to fail

time and time again, yet we learn not this lesson -

our dominion to exist is still a question

beethoven

the Beethoven principle is plenty present

in current writing, meticulously crafted

creations of heavy-handed brilliance, pleasant

to high-minded, academically drafted

individuals born inside the gates of Smart,

accepted as standard method for writing words;

in fact if you’re not tortured, you’re not doing art

worthy of furrowed brow scrutiny; sure, the herds

will never hear (much less feel) your contributions

to civilization’s secret progress behind

the sheltered closed walls of ivy institutions,

but without such hidden dedication, man’s mind

will not be properly inclined to serve Self first;

without ego, the western art bubble would burst