Why do I see so much foolishness amongst people? Human nature, human thought, too human sight, too human talk, and human might, is it all right. Where does the "human" start and where does the "human" get off? How do we choose? By the rules. The rules are what we see to be true.? Or is it just a wonderful interlude... that we seem to choose? Can we see all that is in lieu or are we just foolish followers in a mood? In the mood of what once was right or is this all in sight? In sight of what others perceive as right, in what light of sight do we choose what is right, in the very, very short, short life. I must contest to the awful unrest of what one makes as a jest, or in all honestness. We must confess to our own unrest and jump into that part of ourselves that try to protect. Make a stand and hold the land, for if you do, you will all undue what is wrong with you and make amends for all of the wrong that were made too -you, take and change futures un-had! You then have a truth that was humane. So take a flight, change the plight make it right, it's your Inheritance its your right, in the spite of all others see as right and make it truly a wonderful, wonderful life without despite.
- Author: Vincent Forberger ( Offline)
- Published: July 14th, 2022 17:55
- Comment from author about the poem: Vincent Forberger 03-21-1990, location and time unkown
- Category: Unclassified
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this poem really made me think, lovely use of words and lots of questions to be answered
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