What Next?


Amphibians,
No so long ago.

What next?

More than what we make,
What we own.
Something undiscovered
About what we are,
What we might be,
Without device.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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If when I die
My grandparents are there,
(Where?)
There to greet me,
My saintly grandparents
Who were always fair,
Who never told a lie,
Who were always kind,
If they are there to greet me,
(Where?)
If they ask me about my life,
This earthly life I’ve been living
Since their passing,
How can I explain the vulgarity
That has invaded our lives,
The acceptance of moral decay
As entertainment,
The rabid defense of ignorance,
The willful deceit,
The ego-fed certainty
Of a people who have lost their way?

What would I say?


~ Russ Allison Loar
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Do Not Know


Look backward,
Look forward,
Then,
Know,
Then,
Do not know.


~ Russ Allison Loar
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