“And the LORD said unto Cain,
Where is Abel thy brother?
And he said, I know not:
Am I my brother’s keeper?
And he said, What hast thou done?
The voice of thy brother’s blood
Crieth unto me from the ground.”
-Genesis
And thus Cain was cast out
Troubled spawn of Adam and Eve
Perpetrator of the second sin
His destiny to wander
Alone and without direction
In the land of Nod
Somewhere East of Eden
The original Bedouin
Sometimes I wonder
At the heinous sin
That I must have committed
To be censured by God
Cast out to wander
In the land of Nod
Somewhere West of Alpha Centauri
The ideological Bedouin
Surely I have sinned
Blasphemed
Lived a life none so righteous
Of excess, rage and hatred
Wastrel of dogmatic sensibilities
Philanderer of potentialities
Addict of self-absorption
I find my head
Full with grandiose ideals
Of healing the world
Recreating Eden
Carrying some holy grail
Upon shoulders
Strong like Atlas
Leading by example
Of Humanistic common sense
You see
I long to be the keeper
Of all of my brothers and sisters
Yet I find myself hobbled
By frailty of will
And cowardice of spirit
I long to be the Abram of the age
Sire long lines
Of staunch individuals
Ripe with religious freedoms
One son Rasta
One daughter Shao-lin
Grandchildren following
The 10 commandments
of common sense
In search of THE WAY
Methinks my best plan
Is to be my own keeper
And then get a date
With a girl-child of destiny
For it is always best
To get that first kiss
Before planning the baby shower
Until then
I wander alone
Amidst nebulous swirl of ideals
Walkabout in the land of Nod
Searching for a star
To eclipse the moon
And somehow light my way
(c) 2006 ~ Brother T
The Tao Of Brother T 