Spare Me " * "

In this particular kingdom of the blind
the one eyed man is too busy
          shepherding to brace the reins
                of a king,

warding off the accidents of human traffic,
the stumbling patsies of misplaced trust,
another lusty collusion of genocide and fun.

               Yet a mile high above   
      in the flight paths of the blind
a stewardess advises her passengers 
                thus: 

‘At the command: brace! place your head
between your legs and 
           pray - or trust at least

for the plane is losing
            altitude fast         
                   &
we all may be obliged to acknowledge soon the moment 
         in which
even the Beautiful People 
         won’t be leaving
     good-looking corpses 

But in the locker above your head
you will find confirmation that

even the visually challenged
         will have every right
to have seen and not seen the fire at the end of the universe
           which the scriptures say 
will burn seven times hotter 
            than the sun.’

Ade Jackson