SOUP IN DA BIG POT
It’s nevah wat it is
wen you tink of wat it should be.
Da cast of many characters
dat going appear before your eyes
got dere own ideas
as to how da soup in da big pot
going be cooked.
Everybody grabs da ladle
and dishes out wun daily bowl
dat changes its recipe
from one day to da next.
Some people slurp
and adah guys spoon it down
like hungry pigs
while all the veggies, meat, and broth,
simmering on da communal stove,
is constantly being added to
wit all kine new ingredients.
If you tink
you wuz going be wun master chef
dat wuz going impose
your specific tastes on wun public menu
den moa bettah you keep your seasonings
in your own private kitchen.
It’s nevah wat it is
wen you tink of wat it should be
cause wen people gaddah eat
dey going bring anyting
and everyting to da table.
DA DAILY MINUTIA
You going get boulders in your eyes
and you going be transformed
into wun block of granite
if you no watch out.
Da composition of tings
going change ovahnight
and da density of da world
going be weighed in tons.
Your possible fate is not unique dough
cause instant monoliths are everywheah
as if dey wuz cut out in wun flash
from wun sorcerer’s magic quarry.
Avoidance is da key
and da trick in dis whole survival game
is not to get too heavy
wen pressure seems to become relentless.
No let da daily minutia
turn into wun threatening Medusa
cause all of dose writhing snakes
surrounding dat face of imminent doom
want to celebrate and hiss
wen da gaze of stone is set on you.
Joe Balaz writes in Hawaiian Islands Pidgin (Hawai’i Creole English). He is theauthor of Pidgin Eye and the editor of Ho’omanoa: An Anthology of Contemporary Hawaiian Literature. He presently lives in Cleveland, Ohio.