Luftmenschen Continuum Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Thinking's challenge is to weigh,
all of one's life substance;
quandary thus, illogical fuss,
which blinds the mind's acutance;
adscititiously into thoughts bleed,
vitiated indurate boastance;
corrumpable sequella fortuity,
each thought, is truth's desistance.

Retrospectively choices trial,
stands outside an untidy purport;
merycism seeps beneath one's deep,
questions mythical adhort;
ex postfacto, pride's precious précis,
ideas from ideals besort;
denouement cryptic episode,
Sphinges contend, issue alamort.

Sapience elusive rapture,
most minds need bethink acology;
humanity's Id mulled,
without reference to a doctor of alethiology;
furgacious notions, become the norm,
arguments chime atheology;
Toison d' or, parley prewar,
else high angels deem eschatology!

Medullary substance rare,
within rabid beings Tour de force;
coarctation, indeed strangulation,
dire result for living's bourse;
Nationalism's agenda, wiled racist theme,
keeps élan's cry hoarse;
emasculation, Republican dream;
equates rule of thumb perforce.

Contemplative ideas abound,
behind the veil of Arriere Pensee;
insinuation to middle class,
jokes on all, laity economic refugee;
elucidation simplistic, vote for change,
or be laissez-faire etouffee;
sublevation, certifiable eminency,
party GOP national expellee!