A fool’s ambition
Gleams bright in the eye
But glows red with danger
To those on the outside.
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Monthly Archives: November 2018
A Fool’s Ambition
Manufactured Drama
Are they right?
Do we want only drama?
Is it our pride, our joy?
Is there no place for wit,
For skilled stories
Or even simple kindness?
Is cruelty and voyeurism
Our only want or care?
Gratitude
Can it be taught or only felt?
Lectures surely backfire,
But kindness may strike true.
Consideration (true, not tried)
May inspire it, too.
Frozen, Trembling, Trapped
Caught in the current:
Held frozen, trembling, trapped
Between life and death
Would That I Could Dream
Would that I could dream
And make those dreams come true.
If trying be not good enough,
Then, I’m afraid I’m screwed.
If I Hold the World in Contempt
If I hold the world in contempt
And promote hatred with my words
And with actions and decrees,
But I donate money
That does some good,
Is that reason to respect me?
