Flat Earth

Flat Earth

I believe all conspiracy theories.

I  resist all rational explanation, 

no matter who offers it,

No matter how respected, 

no matter how qualified.

No matter what the evidence proves.

The more outrageous the better. 

I want them to tear their hair.

I want them  to stomp their feet 

I want them to grumble how backward I am, 

How gullible and stupid I am.

I want to get even.

I want to return the one hundred

year old  insult. 

I only talk to Flat Earth people now.

They make sense.

The attitude is refreshing.

I like the way their wear their hats

I like the twinkle in their eyes.

I like the way they cover their ears and

And yell La la la la la  so they can’t hear anything.

This was the kind of faith I always dreamed of .

They are my  kind of people.

I am one with them.

I am getting a big red four by four pick up

To pray to ,

Because that’s how we Flat Earth folks roll.

Common sense makes no sense.

Why bother making sense when common sense doesn’t

Derek Earl Houghton