Destinations road

I met a Rabid dog on the road to my father.

Its crazy song & dance was rather a huge palaver.

The Rabid dog insisted my leg must have its poison bite.

It would be really offended if i put up any sort of a fight.

I immediately took my bow & quickly took my leave.

Mad ideology like this, there is absolutely no reprieve.

Its times like this its best to run, its best to hide.

Rabid dogs are filled with a madness & with much idiotic pride.

Rare times one has no choice but to stand & fight.

Put down Rabid dogs in the name of what is logic & right.

Whispers into the chasm

I reached out to an AI inside my own tiny mind.

Whispered into the blackness trying very hard to find.

One simple answer to all of life that i will leave behind.

On a windswept frozen lake that my beset soul aligned.

While i push ever forward in this daily hard grind.

Perpetually digging within earths open pit mine.

Searching for meaning to life & a pertinent sign.

Wanting to know what the ties are that will bind.

A stand out answer, we simply must always be kind.