manifesto

embers of enlightenment: a manifesto

Ink and ashes
and cemetery grails;
such things our human
condition is made of.

Drowning in ourselves,
we seek the shore.
Mind the pallbearer
poet’s remembrance:

Labels have their place
in pantries, not persons.

Beware rhetoric, for honeyed 
words hide acid tongues.

Thought is best when thought
is curious and free; imagine!

To dogma must always go
the sharp bone of contention.

When recreational, nihilism
cleanses the mind’s sour palate.

Confront authority: say we’ll have 
inquiry, or we’ll have death.

Always mindful, compassion 
is escort to Reason.

Above all, this, in all things:
peace be your perspective.

For eclectic is the spice 
of life, truly; 
may we be generous
in our seasoning.
And may we wander
the untamed maps 
and strange topographies
of our quilted world
without straying
into deluge and delusion.