Combinations, badly put
Assume dimension, found afoot,
The very stuff of human kind's
Ability to see ... whilst blind.
For instance, take the last four years
Where insanity drove dulcet fears,
Keelhauling reason's rationale
Beyond the realm, beyond the pale.
Consider this, Sir, if you will,
Fascination's trough of swill
Where every man beneath the sun,
Under the pillow, keeps a gun?
Intriguing how, across the globe,
Despite sophistication's robe,
Pandemic rages forth, unchecked,
To foolishness's disrespect.
Futility of righteous flame
In seeking absolution's claim
By whispering in hallowed ear
Thy Catholic sins in shades of fear.
East / West drowning in distrust,
Wall Street terrified of bust,
California's deep disdain
Of climate change's promised flame.
Some you win, some you lose
Wisdom depicts those who choose
Sink or swim, the game decrees,
Observing mankind on his knees.
Combinations, badly put
Assume dimension, found afoot,
The very stuff of human kind's
Ability to see ... when blind.
M.
Foxglove, Taranaki NZ
12 July 2021
Jul 11, 2021
Jul 11, 2021 at 9:21 PM UTC
Combinations, badly put
Assume dimension, found afoot,
The very stuff of human kind's
Ability to see ... whilst blind.
For instance, take the last four years
Where insanity drove dulcet fears,
Keelhauling reason's rationale
Beyond the realm, beyond the pale.
Consider this, Sir, if you will,
Fascination's trough of swill
Where every man beneath the sun,
Under the pillow, keeps a gun?
Intriguing how, across the globe,
Despite sophistication's robe,
Pandemic rages forth, unchecked,
To foolishness's disrespect.
Futility of righteous flame
In seeking absolution's claim
By whispering in hallowed ear
Thy Catholic sins in shades of fear.
East / West drowning in distrust,
Wall Street terrified of bust,
California's deep disdain
Of climate change's promised flame.
Some you win, some you lose
Wisdom depicts those who choose
Sink or swim, the game decrees,
Observing mankind on his knees.
Combinations, badly put
Assume dimension, found afoot,
The very stuff of human kind's
Ability to see ... when blind.
M.
Foxglove, Taranaki NZ
12 July 2021
In every day, in every way, with the Holy Grail within his grasp regardless of how little or how much he possesses, man, in his utter, futile blindness, chases his tail in the pursuit of the more, the bigger or the better!
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