A Cruel Circle

May 23, 2009
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I silently ponder the cruel laws of life
and the realisation of their absurd simplicity strikes me
I see how very predictable fate’s paths are
in the mediocre lives we lead:

intelligence makes us no wiser
faith brings us no hope
wit makes us no comedians
a need for warmth tends to make us cold

How very understandable
the terrible hands dealt now seem to be
and so I come to the conclusion
that the inevitable lives we lead
might only be a joke for the foolish to contemplate

My eyes are suddenly burning embers
an the eccentricity of life I see:

being a friend strings in our foes
anger never guarantees attack
a taste for rhyme makes me no poet
and those who love aren’t always loved back





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Courtney H. said...
May 29, 2009 at 1:53 pm
Thanx! It's really cool knowing someone appreciates my poetry
 
KiKi3 said...
May 28, 2009 at 2:42 pm
OMG.. You are so deep. I LOVED the last stanza because your are amazingly correct. Keep up the good work.
 
Metal_Mulisha replied...
Jul. 31, 2011 at 7:28 am
Thank you:]
 
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