There is that which the mind can comprehend

and that which may turn it mad

Things are not always what they seem

 

Grandpa said that in his day

when men were real men who wielded swords

and did not flinch at the sight of blood,

there were men among men

 

It was a time when strange things confounded logic

Pray, how can a anyone fetch water with a basket

and not a drop is lost to the ground?

How can a goat crow like a cock standing on his perch?

How does a man balance his weight

on the tip of a twig and confound gravity?

 

Grandpa told of men who turned to animals, yea-

a hunter may shoot at a chimp in the forest

only to be handed the bullets upon his return,

and warned never to shoot at every animal he sees..

 

In the heat of battle, men turned to ferocious beasts

and tore their enemies to bits

Then when the moon has departed and all is silent

the body emerges from the mask and walk

the grounds we walk.