Every tragedy that’s ever ended has a coda of the comic,
every war memorial has a story that’s atomic,
with the absurdity of what was done by human creatures,
and the funny has the last word in the summary of features.
The funny has the last word because the funny is the long view,
the perspective that requires time to see the whole thing through,
and once you’ve got the distance and the patience for the wait,
the funny in the tragedy reveals itself as great.
The funny has the last word, it is patient and it waits,
the funny has the last word through the suffering and the straits,
and when the sorrow passes and the distance fills the frame,
the funny has the last word, and the funny’s worth the claim.
I believe the funniest thing in all of human history,
is the entire project of us, the whole persistent mystery,
of creatures who evolved to worry about their social standing,
while riding a rock through infinite space without understanding.
And somewhere in the cosmic dark there’s a bit about this rock,
a bit that’s so perfect that it’d make the universe unlock,
and the punch is in the trying, in the reaching toward the light,
and the funny has the last word, and the last word is: alright.