The Cosmos Knows
The Cosmos knows
That given time
All debts are paid
But heaven knows
Not all debts are paid on time
Some will seemingly forever
Get away with terrible crime
The Sage pays their bill
And perhaps a tip
When they don't get their due
They don't lose their grip
Every woman is their mother
Every man their brother
Families are sometimes unkind
But by familiar bonds they are bound
If the Sage doesn't get paid
Then surely will another
As long as she has cleared her own debts
Then there is no need to bother
At the End Of Her Days
She will be hailed by gratefull debtors
And her eternal rest will be all the better
You will say "this is naive you know?"
I say it is better than trying to get your due
By demanding recompense
On a daytime reality chat show
The Sage keeps his intellectual property
Even his dissapointment
And short change
Is currency
With it he can always buy a cup of tea
And some sympathy
While the soul of a debt collector
Gathers dust
In a splendour that is solitary
For even when a Sage is alone
The very Silence itself
Has 5 minutes to hear her groan
Thus her credit is good
And occasional late payment is understood
He turns the other cheek
And inherits the silent endorsement of the meek
They are all around us you know?
A Sage King who thus earths her empire
His power doth grow and grow
Povey 2016