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Rugged Comprehension.
By Paul Hall written in Paris in 1980
(c) (p) by Paul Hall, 1987
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Rugged Comprehension
An anthology of three Haiku poems put to music and interlaced with the song and refrain.
I call them Hariaku poems.
Written by Paul Hall in Paris in Spring of 1980
(c) (p) by Paul Hall, 1987
Green fields,
gray skies.
Windy cliffs
on a mountain high.
Fool no child with imitation.
You have got reality.
Life's for real.
You've got to keep moving
for eternity.
And if you move
that little decimal
one place left
on man's year's age,
You'll see the reason
for the problem
Man's just a child.
He's not a sage.
Sunrise wind
cold and red.
Stormy clouds
lift up their heads.
Profit motives
of corporate business
drove the farmer out.
Now, that's the kind of childishness
that I'm trying
to warn you about.
But if you take
that little decimal
one place left
on Man's years' age,
you'll see the reason
for the problem:
Man's just a child.
He's not a sage.
Sand bed clothes
upon the shore.
The surf's white caps
beat them all the more.
Clothes grow ragged,
must be changed,
on your back
as time goes by.
So this planet's
rearranged
on which life
once freely thrived.
But if you take
that little decimal
one place left
on Man's years' age,
you'll see the reason
for the problem:
Man's just a child.
He's not a sage.
He's dying young;
one tenth his age.
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Copyright and Phonorecord (c) (p) 1987 by Paul A. L. Hall. All rights reserved.