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Two Orcs in a Pub, A Poem of Love



I


I was watching The Lord of the Rings.

It was a scene with Orcs.

I was looking at one, and thinking

“how disappointed he must be feeling -

after four years at drama school -

to be dressed and made-up

as an Orc,

and told to run and grunt.

Well, I hope, at least, he´s well paid!”


Little did I know

that very night I woud meet

that very actor

at the pub,

and recount to him my thoughts -

to which he would reply...


“It was while dressed and made-up

as an Orc

that I looked around

at the other Orcs

and saw,

for the first time,

the shared existential situation of all creatures -

and was invaded and overcome

by a Universal Love!

A Love that has since then

never let me go!”



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It was at this point that

two Orcs entered the pub,

hideously.

“Two beers!” one of them grunted at the bartender,

who was trembling.


“John! Mary! Over here!” my new actor-friend called out

to the Orcs.

The crowd parted nervously

as the two huge, replusive Orcs paced decisively

towards our table.


Seeing, I assume, my confusion, one explained

“Our eyes met

on the set

of The Lord of the Rings,

while dressed and made-up

as Orcs.

This is how we clebrate the anniversary

of that moment!”


And oblivious to the unromantic crowd -

their sickening bodies turned towards each other,

and their eyes met,

once again -

and from their eyes a blinding love

shot out -

as bright as the flames of the Fires of Doom -

and lit the whole pub!

One Love to bind us all!

Mark the Mystic Activist, Aragon, Spain. Spring 2024 www.markthemysticactivist.com CONSCIOUS TRIBES Seeds of a New Culture

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