I Ride This World

from 2005. Revised.

I ride this world as if Ganesh himself
had placed me on his back.
I will fall as I have risen,
and I am content.

I do wish I was nothing again —
just my parent’s desire, strong enough
to come forth and be, too weak
to be more than that.

I wish I was nothing again
for Nothing is worth saving,
Nothing sits in the doorway and thinks
before taking a step either way.

Some of you understand this: A tree falls,
the elephant straightens. A leaf falls,
the tree lifts itself higher. What will happen
if I fall? Nothing, I pray. Nothing at all.

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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