A glass half empty Is no matter what, half full. Actually, factually. Oxymoron at its best a tool At worst a fool Disguised as philosophical.
I know a lady from whose mouth One’s never heard a hopeful truth; No reassuring, optimistic path of possibility, Perception geared to searing truths That cannot soothe. Poor thing! One wonders: “Is she suffering?
One of life’s commodities, Certainly its oddities; Those unable to see light When sun is out or bulb is lit.
There it stands: A glass that stands for all to see. Half full and simultaneously empty.
Check yourself and make your choice. Each course you choose will bless Or curse an outcome. Don’t be numb to what goes on. Don’t be green and don’t be dumb. The empty half can always fill With possibilities.