Baffles Man, Waffles Me
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


All the wonder of this world
When, I wonder?
Is absurd

A plate of waffles does me feed
Abrupt and peacefully
Oh so easily

Yet peace is rare inside our world
Peace is something sacred
It seems to me the scar of herds
Seizelessly mates hate and makes dread

And this I do not kindly know
Yet there is nothing to be done
For in the end there must be truth
Even when war is one