Giant Web Of Awareness Poem by Margaret Alice Second

No use joining the family, no chance to offer my
opinion on modern music, I was told to wait until
they had their say - was never given a chance to
contribute anything, fighting back by increasing
the level of noise, brought the radio into the TV
room playing Verdi Il Trovatore, the TV on with
lions' growling, crocodiles floating ominously
alongside on Animal Planet

Thrown open windows and doors to hear the sound
of rain falling outside - an explosion of noise to help
me keep my poise and not get angry with the talking
voice that leaves no room for brain-dead morons like
me who fall silent under rebuke, let me not open my
mouth, frogs and snakes might jump out when I'm
angry - let me dream of beautiful jewels coming
out of it instead - if I wait long enough

And then express myself with more self-restraint, mean-
time the radio is playing ‘Oh no, don't let the rain come
down' in contrast - looked up to find the TV already in
Wildest Latin America with adorable baby crocodiles
while the adults catch giant rodents on the banks of
Lake Orinoco - Venezuela - consciousness every-
where, I shall never fear the world will end with
my death, consciousness lives in a body

Just temporarily, the world goes on because every
particle, atom and molecule participate in the giant
web of awareness…