Poetry

1. NOT THE TINIEST OF DIFFERENCE AT ALL
It would make a world of difference; if you left the fish to exotically swim in the
majestically undulating ocean; or the spuriously embellished and parsimoniously
asphyxiated aquarium,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the parrot to unequivocally fly in
uninhibitedly royal sky; or the treacherously maudlin and brutally sanctimonious cage,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the rainbow to vivaciously dazzle in
the fathomlessly endowing cosmos; or the regally glass-facaded ceiling of your
monotonously concrete business-house,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the flower to perennially blossom in
unassailably Omnipotent soil; or the grandiloquently pompous and morosely
incarcerate vase,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the cactus to unrestrictedly sprawl in
the royally boundless and blistering desert; or the austerely dingy pot near the kitchen
sink,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the dew drop to fantastically glisten
on the pristinely princely grass blade; or the besmirched window of your soiled
bathroom,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the lion to gloriously parade in the
exuberantly bountiful jungle; or the disparagingly robotized entrenchment of the
inclemently scurrilous zoo,
It would make a world of difference; if you left Sunshine to tirelessly blaze every
conceivable quarter of symbiotic earth; or the chauvinistically corporatish patio on
the sordidly malicious edifice terrace,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the snake to joyously philander amidst
the inscrutably untamed creepers of the forest; or the treasury of abhorrently blood
soaked and sinful jewels,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the frog to boisterously exult in the
freshly rain soaked well; or the egregiously stale sump of vituperatively adulterated
chemical water surrounding the lavatory seat,
It would make a world of difference; if you left truth to unconquerably triumph in the
realms of the Omnisciently blessed conscience; or miserably stashed beneath the
entire truck load of currency coin of this endlessly corrupt world,

2. It would make a world of difference; if you left the peacock to enchantingly dance in
the flirtatiously winking meadow; or the derogatorily cigarette laden courtyard of the
butcher’s raunchy dwelling,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the owl to intransigently stare in the
wilderness of the fabulously tantalizing night; or the mournfully flagrant darkness
beneath the treacherous corpse,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the polar bear to ebulliently frolic on
the slopes of the innocuously snow clad and grand Everest; or the deterioratingly
artificial chill of the match-boxed air-conditioner,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the candle to fearlessly enlighten
every cranny of the mystically blackened night; or abysmally cadaverous hollow in the
lecherously rusted coffin,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the newborn infant in the insuperably
godly breast of its mother; or the wretchedly vindictive cradle beside the
despondently harried nurse,
It would make a world of difference; if you left breath to euphorically cascade down
the quintessentially life-yielding nostrils; or the worthlessly abject pores of the
worthlessly decaying skeleton,
It would make a world of difference; if you left the chameleon in the astoundingly
vivid camouflage; or the mechanized stripes of lasciviously parasitic color on
the mundanely asphyxiating brick wall,
But it would make not the tiniest of difference ever and at all; if you left the beats of
Immortal Love; to throb in the hearts of an organism tall or short; an organism black
or white; an organism rich or poor; an organism blind or with sight; an organism
fertile or infertile; as long as there was God’s blessings upon this Universe; O! Yes, as
long as there was God’s blessedly bonding and ubiquitously symbiotic life