It’s all good
even when it isn’t.
Even when your ship doesn’t come in
even when your flush doesn’t
hit on the river
even when your car won’t start
or your wife left you
or the check isn’t
in the mail.
It’s all good.
Black or white.
Victor or vanquished.
Golden spoon or no spoon.
Judge or just the janitor.
It’s all good.
We just play our role
and it makes no sense
struggling in our chains
when we don’t even know
why we’re here or really
what’s going on.
Latent structure rules obvious structure.
We live blind playing a game of
incomplete information.
So laugh.
I guarantee you
the universe
Krisha
the great Kahuna in the sky
those sentient atoms
swirling around
are
all laughing at you
or even if they aren’t
it’s all good.
We don’t know shit.
Just be glad to still
be here
standing naked
a disfigured, misinformed ape
40 lbs overweight
standing in the middle
of an empty room
alone
before the mirror of time.
It’s all good.
Even when it ain’t.
