If there is a god
maybe his plan is more complex
than a human can understand.
Maybe each motion in this long history of people
is the grandest Rube Goldberg ever concocted,
and the end is the ultimate enlightenment…
That someday all the anguish we suffer as a species
will suddenly make sense.
Perhaps it will be a billions plus “Aha!” moment
and we’ll collectively know why children were abused
why conflict ensued, and why lives were ripped apart;
how hope often prevailed and we trudged on in our human race
with a limp, just to reach some elusive epiphonic finish line.
Maybe each topple of an ill-fated domino
is a falling push toward the age of Aquarius
And it is hard to make sense of the pain and suffering
our populous must endure to reach an end that is
beyond our finite comprehension of peace.
But if we could not understand it, why, why would we keep going?