Humanity, whom I have never loved
Can leave me with dismay
At its array of triviality.
Normality is hard to bear
When I’m aware
That sometime,
Somehow, and perhaps somewhere;
But more especially someone
Can make the fun,
Provide the light,
That makes the sun more bright
The night more right,
And gives the fight to live
An edge that’s often blunted
By the boredom of the birth
Of ordinary days.
Hey!
It’s not just praise that satisfies,
Who provides the prize should realize
That what’s required
Is not retired minds
Where finds are difficult to make,
I need a risk like gamblers take,
Where the rake-off could be high enough
to make the sky seem small.
So that even when compared
With all that is or’s ever been,
The momentary scene could shrink
the total cosmos to a single wink,
and encompass in an eyelids twitch
The which,
The how,
The when,
The why.
So that;
Just once before I die
The reason for the pain
Is plain.
© James Rainsford 2010
Dec 11, 2010
Dec 11, 2010 at 1:23 PM UTC
Humanity, whom I have never loved
Can leave me with dismay
At its array of triviality.
Normality is hard to bear
When I’m aware
That sometime,
Somehow, and perhaps somewhere;
But more especially someone
Can make the fun,
Provide the light,
That makes the sun more bright
The night more right,
And gives the fight to live
An edge that’s often blunted
By the boredom of the birth
Of ordinary days.
Hey!
It’s not just praise that satisfies,
Who provides the prize should realize
That what’s required
Is not retired minds
Where finds are difficult to make,
I need a risk like gamblers take,
Where the rake-off could be high enough
to make the sky seem small.
So that even when compared
With all that is or’s ever been,
The momentary scene could shrink
the total cosmos to a single wink,
and encompass in an eyelids twitch
The which,
The how,
The when,
The why.
So that;
Just once before I die
The reason for the pain
Is plain.
© James Rainsford 2010
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