Origin Of Sin Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

My questions then
of what relativeness
is this ‘origin’ to US, and
‘life’ is therefore condemned
for US, for all of eternity or is
this ‘word’ convoluted absurdity?
For where within this world or word
in any book is there mention of
condemnation before beginning?
What is inheritable by any standard or
Definition or, which is valued more so or less than?
Why is ‘sin original’; as we as a species are so minimal
is something amiss within this mix of faux testimonials?
Should considerations be considered, that any ‘word’ so
adulterated or unsubstantiated, or misappropriated
be deemed as ‘law’?
I commiserate this
eternal debate, or
internal heartache of late
is this moment really too fraudulent
to affect my chance through change or fate?
Consider such considerations as such considerations given
or an individual’s living being taken before living’s beginnings…
Cruelty is not as devastating as this considered revelation; is
this profanely insane of US, or purely conjectured madness?
Above the reach of thought is the art of teaching thought
or not, and sin; as ‘in origin’, is sin taught…
Compassion is ‘sin’s opposite’, a state which
is obvious; is this distinction frivolous
or an imaginary stimulus?
Humankind’s dysfunction
the relativity of life as function
or each is simply lumps of flesh
sans the connection of soul?
Obsession or rejection
compression or expansion
action or inaction; is there more
to this regressive, knee jerk’ reaction?
Individual suggestions never satiate
the mind’s progression or inhibit one’s
regurgitation of what is such ‘a package of lies’!
Transgressions are defined as what; somethings
naughty or not right; is everyone blind
to what is not right or not nice?
Personally these righty’ and naughty’
are merely social niceties; or not; and
are learned from societal gleanings taught…
Obviously the each of US grow into our
self-righteousness; is this too telling
of US; to ‘big’ or ‘small’ of US?
Why all this discussion without
conclusive and non-illusionary
mulling or are substantiated rulings
a consciousness of the fool within?
Sisyphus is now bleating and bleeding
over words misleading; is our conscience
an unconsciousness and dishonest?
Struggle; as defined, appears to be
that amplifying questioning
or debatable deploring and ideational
dysfunction of compulsion; “against the wind”
kind of, sort of thingy; bringing one distaste and
distain, exasperation and complete exhaustion…
Naturally, we minimize our inner mind’s eyes; our
ability to compromise, or do we internalize only
the most negative and not the highly positive?
Expressive expletives, exciting entreaties
euphoric entities is this an extremely enticing
enhancement or a simply blinding enchantment?
Individuality is that gift through birth; or maybe
so very naught or humanity is unconsciously
taught it’s frighteningly so insane duality…
Reality is then just a suggestion, and
the meek sleep while the strong reap
is this suggestive narration I strike too
exasperating to make you stop and think?
Sensibility is the tool I prefer to use against
all banality or IAM simply laughing at
the probability that the ‘origin of sin’
is within and not our finality…
My questioning for now is
completed; my thoughts lay
depleted, my dreamtime pleads
for thinking related to the few things
humanity does mull about with living’s jest
excitingly, successfully, consciously and completely
Sunday football, and all those sexy cheerleaders!