Wake Up!

If you've read my work for a while, you know that I'm a prose person. I'll read poetry, but other than a lousy haiku, I don't write it. A while ago, I ran into the poem I am presenting below.


I had a friend who, whenever something struck him as both profound and annoying, would tug on his sizeable red beard and state that, "I'll have to cogitate my veritabilities."


Once upon a time, we imagined that you got out of school, went to work in your profession, and stayed at your duty station until retirement. I'd love to quash that oversimplification of the past and seal it away with myths about ancient gods and goddesses.