Member Poem

I wandered into a Celestial Café one day
And what do I see?
Huddled together around a round table 
in some deep discussion were
Abraham, Moses, Jesus, Muhammad,
Rama, Krishna and Buddha;
Standing behind them,
more like their bodyguards were,
Ulysses, Hercules, Samson, Goliath,
Hanuman, Ganapati and Bhima.

Sitting across from them at a rectangular table
were Nero, Hitler, Stalin, Idi Amin, Mao,
Genghis Khan, Attila, Saddam Hussein
Pol Pot and Ravana…
and at the head of the table sat
a very domineering figure, Lucifer.

What in heaven’s name is going on?

Cowering in a corner was Mother Earth
with her garment torn to shreds
and bruises all over her almost-naked body.
She was quivering with unstoppable sobs.

It appears they were discussing
the fate of this world-weary woman.

While it was obvious who
the leader of the rectangular table was,
There was no discernible leader of the round table.

There was much heated discussion
and argument than consent,
and more nervous tea sipping and biscuit nibbling.

I looked at the other table
and it appeared the meeting was over.
They had, it seems, reached a decision
and were taking a breather
relishing chalices of nectar and ambrosia.

Exasperated, I turned towards
the round table and cried out,

“For God’s sake, man, can’t you agree
on something for once?”

I turned around and stomped out of the Café.