Volunteer

I raise my hand.

I volunteer to frog-walk

myself into the ocean.

I've had a miracle life...

meeting great enlightened beings...

following the path to enlightenment...

the rest is unnecessary gravy.

I've helped a lot of beings...

written enough poems...

fixed enough toilets...

I'm old enough...that's it!

I'm tired of eating and pooping...

enough already with pleasure!

I'm finished with suffering...

I cede my place on earth to another.

Let all useless people follow me...

let all egomaniacs follow me...

let all psychotics, killers, rapists

follow me...

let the one percent follow me...

let the people in control of others

follow me...

Let the politicians follow me...

let the clergy follow me...

let the CEOs follow me...

let the generals follow me.

Together, arm in arm, we walk

into the ocean...knowing the world

will be better off without us.

It's the least we can do, and the most.

We had our chance and blew it, or not.

It's time for others to have a go.

You get the idea because 

you see the situation...

not a pretty picture.

As Bob Dylan sang: "You'll find out 

when you've reached the top, 

you're on the bottom."

So, let's try to  put things right...

let's wave goodbye together 

in the waves.

The ones that are left will thank us, 

respect us: that's the only way 

that will happen...

maybe the only way 

we can respect ourselves.

I'm old and ready.

If you're old and still want more...

if you're evil and still want more...

if you're crazy and still want more...

if you're powerful and still want more...

if you're selfish and still want more...

you'll never get enough, so, give up

before that last spark of goodness 

goes out...

and you find yourself in space

screaming...

forever.