less than the gods but closer to them every day
keeping conflicting impulses at bay
our vegan buddhas, and our intermittent fasters
our astronauts, their multi-billionaire masters
our mountain climbers tickling the sky
the scientists extracting how and why
our dancers, breathless beauty to behold
our sages, writing stories to be told
the gods within, we touch them every day
each of us capable, if we just find the way
oh sure, the beasts within, they do remain
our pantheon is insolent and vain
we’ve set the ceiling high for our old gods
but might just get there, despite all the odds
Author notes: wc 102 https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784436-Human-paradox
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