HAGAN 平願
(©2018 John T. Windle/ Vaudeville John)

Hagan,
welcome to the world.
I think it is better
than it was when I entered it.
More open doors
that were locked before.
Hagan,
question everything.
Look at what are the
unalienable facts
when your mind is torn
before big decisions.

    We'd waited so long,
    nearly given up
    on ever meeting you.
    This song
    would've been
    petrified in glue.
    So...

Hagan,
precious boy beware
of preachers
wanting to possess
your every being.
Fend off hate links
and trust your instincts.
Hagan,
take another way;
one less-trodden
you'll find out
so much more about yourself.
These ligatures
reveal bigger pictures.

    There is a secret face
    fronted by so-called elites.
    They race to profit
    from designed defeats.
    So...

Hagan,
practice listening.
This uncovers
what people are worrying most about;
illustrates patterns
of how it all happens.
Hagan,
four winds to your sails,
your name will guide you
when you're feeling the most alone.
Our Northern Star
shows where and what you are.

    You're entering
    Earth's danger
    data-crunching groove.
    Lenses, following your every move.
    So...

Hagan,
life is adding lines,
with learning, editing,
you hone an identity.
Enjoy your time
for soon a bell will chime.

    Our animal genes
    interfere to cloud our intellect.
    no fear, when you kick back and reflect.
    Hagan,
    平願

©2018 John T. Windle/ Vaudeville John