Do you contain the secret to the answer?

Question

We are flawed.
Incomplete specimens released
from under some rock we crawled
and all the beauty that we seek
is not in sight within our reach
so we teach what man believes
claim our bibles full of grief
while slithering cables underground
bring information without a sound
providing wisdom with no relief.
And "so it goes" as Vonnecut wrote
but we know things that can't be spoken
or conveyed in writing, the code unbroken.
Are we further since the beginning of time?
Or just creating more lullaby's
with complicated rhyme.

Answer 1

"From under some rock we crawled"-- Nice way of saying evolution. (a process chock full o' flaws, but working towards perfection--a delicious contradiction, kind of like your poem.

Maybe without the burden of "original sin" we could reach that beauty of which you write.

Terrific poem.

Answer 2

I have no idea why I am inverting this, but here goes:



Lullabies sung in complicated rhyme

Singsonging from the beginnings of time

Conveyed in a code still unbroken

Made out of words never spoken

So wrote that wry novelist Kurt

Finding wisdom does not assuage hurt

Information absented from sound

just the slither of instincts unbound

As we teach, we show our beliefs

Filling bibles with tear-flowing griefs

Out of sight, out beyond our weak reach

Any beauty we might long to teach

'cept the rock under which we once crawled

we are homeless, adrift; we are flawed.

Answer 3

Doe... A great poem, as always.... I have never found the answers..... but I believe

in instinct ( intelligence doesn't always work ), and those lullabies. Thank you for this

thought provoking work.

Answer 4

Ah, doe...what might an old `un such as I, say

To make effort your pain to allay?

Our talents are misused each day

Simply attempting the effort to make a fair Way

Then another complication

Yet..I can agree with the person who referred to the book by Bach

For whenever the stuff is hurled and hits my fan fits

The frame and the advantage taken of me flies straight back

As I seek and find the advantage for me, in what the opponents lack.

No, life no longer is a process of great beauty

As those who love me have to remind me - my first duty is to myself -

Poetry a flower which shelters my soul as though I`m a little female elf!

Elfins - do not crawl - we weave and ever labour - our words the equivalent

Of our mutual - Light-Sabre!



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Brought to you by The International Elf Service (U.K. Dept. :) (: LOL

Answer 5

Progress and technology were good, to a point, and now they are not so much, IMHO.



I'm sad to live in a time were charm, grace and character are being slaughtered wherever I look.



Good read. LOVED the last two lines!

Answer 6

I haven't many answers but your poem reminded me of these quotes from "Illusions" by Richard Bach:



There is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hands. You seek problems because you need their gifts.



You are never given a wish without being given the power to make it true. You may have to work for it, however.



Argue for your limitations, and sure enough, they're yours.







And these from "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" also by Richard Bach:



We can lift ourselves out of ignorance, we can find ourselves as creatures of excellence and intelligence and skill.



Don’t believe what your eyes are telling you. All they show is limitation. Look with your understanding.



The only true law is that which leads to freedom. There is no other.

Answer 7

we are tiny cogs... that is all

our importance is pretty much inside our heads where if we are confident enough we push it forward and make a lot of noise,

not sure if I know any secrets or have any answers

I do know that we are flawed and I will continue searching for Grace until I die,

that-in a clumsy whimsical way

Answer 8

crawl much

Answer 9

Oh my gosh Doe, so good to see you posting, and this is pretty visual and powerful.



I admit the title drew me in, and have found in my life at least, secrets kept may be the best, but questions often beg more questions.

Answer 10

A question that must never be answered

Answer 11

a truly inspired poem i can tell

the subtle rhyme scheme works well without being too obvious

"our bibles full of grief" - great phrase!

Answer 12

Wow Doe, this here is such a masterpiece of its kind, and so very true.

I am amazed at the message portrayed, and how deep the question lies.

(and you always saying you can not write rhyming poems) HA! You sure

accomplished that and more, and on such a deep subject as well. Bravo

for such a well written poem on mankind! I am still amazed ! ! ! ! ! ! !

(also happy I got to read it before it closed this time ! ! Thanks~ )

Answer 13

I am always seeking the beauty of things and trying to paint,write or sing their praises.BUT-

God will always be the best artist,Adelle can out sing anybody,and the TV reverends praise only money but with convincing fervor still manage to make all fools part with their money.