my quarter and the title of my poem is
the burster of go home all things will
continue the way they have been since
the beginning the same things will be
done that have always been done there is
nothing new Under the Sun I love people
who burst bubbles don’t you I mean
friends who aren’t afraid to tell you
the truth like dr. Seuss or friends
resist written then are skeptical of
this year’s TEDx thing do you know what
I mean at first I declined but in the
fullness of time they asked me to share
a poem I said about these ideas of mine
perhaps it will seem less offensive if I
strive to make it rock Pete wise so the
truth is we have a problem and I wish I
could say this was a small problem but
this is a NASA size problem a Mayo
Clinic emergency a situation room
dilemma see this problem this problem
right here this is a huge type problem
you know is something we pray about okay
so for you this news may be new but the
truth that I spew is quite old too
so without further ado well to the
length of hood he’s as charming as an
even a bad banana with a greasy black
peel do you need to steal his heart is
an empty hole with a brain full of
spiders in gardens so lines from a story
were told about us who hitting the end
of thought who hated Christmas and at a
heart too
sizes too small you know it all or so
you think see now we’re on the brink of
discovery ancient novelty that echoes in
eternity see the problem is you see now
we’re at the roots with that messed up
mr. grinches me he is you and we the
Grinch is all we fear to be yet we
striking similarity that is what he was
he was one of us
until he came to trust the burster of
the bubbles when we all stand out in
Whoville heaven with our grumpy moods in
our galaxy note sevens just think if
someone knew your thoughts and projected
them on Billboard charts such ingenious
technology would be an international
catastrophe our hearts displayed for all
to see our secret sins replayed on
national TV
no snapchat filters just honesty
honestly I’d have to quit my job at STC
due to the nature of these discoveries
so thank God for protecting my privacy
for I certainly don’t look good in green
Grinch
golly gee I never compared the Grinch to
me and paused to consider the reality
that I deserve a penalty for treason his
thoughts – surely deeds when I choose to
seek what seems right to me ignoring my
identity as under God’s Authority Oh mr.
Potter how offensive indeed I mean the
Grinch his whole life was centered
around discrimination in hatred his
neighbourhood was set up for stewing
isolation remember I’m talking about you
in this statement face it we would never
survive in a utopian who-ville nation
but good news you don’t have to for God
did choose you to make new
can I get a whoohoo from Oahu and did
you know that the whole story of how a
Grinch Stole Christmas took place within
a single snowflake a free-falling flake
it’s true so remember it’s not the size
of what you do but who you do it for
that counts all the more so ask yourself
for who did cindy-lou who pursue the
Grinch okay yeah we know she had
compassion on him but ultimately it was
for the good of her community
you see Whoville rejects grinches like
us but Cindy saw inclusion quote who
will tell me why this guy must live so
high in the mountaintops of the sky hmm
they lied she cried she died too what
her neighbour said was right she took up
the good fight and she brought grinches
before their eyes how unsightly how
scandalous how necessary how marvelous
the good news is that Cindy Lou would
lay down her life to save you – okay so
Cindy Lou in truth is Jesus you’ve just
got to believe this and he still saves
grinches in need of repentance but not
just for you but for the good of our
community – what is there to show for a
lifetime of work a lifetime of working
our fingers to the bone it’s business as
usual on old planet Earth one generation
rolls away like a stone but nothing
changes the Sun comes up and the Sun
goes down again and again around and
around the wind blows out and the wind
blows north around and around back and
forth but nothing changes everything is
so utterly boring can we even search for
truth and meaning without snoring it
vexes our sins have super-sized
before the mexican-american war or that
ice cream cone I stacked high alone when
I was four or more according to The
Huffington Post the biggest thing in the
universe shouldn’t exist in the first
place
sin so do not measure your life in
artifacts that you can accumulate in
your private stacks from dust we were
formed into dust we shall go back face
facts all of our achievements and our
salary raises our vacations in our
calorie phases changes nothing
no Oasis no salvation no relation to the
god of our creation just an alluring
Mirage that nearly everyone chases trash
compared to the one who is worthy of
praises grace is amazing Horn of
salvation
do you hear what I am saying to you
remember Jesus who gave his life for the
joy for redemption and peaceful
transformation of a forsaken you the
terror of who-ville sweetly broken by
cindy-lou who makes all things new for
the good of all y’all
we community must pray to be freshly troubled by the burster of the bubbles