Author Archives: jackpelham

When I was a child,An hour seemed an eternity. But now, in my mature years,An hour is nothing,And the day is the new hour,And the week, the new day,And so forth. And while I do frequently regret the change,And find … Continue reading →

Could Satan himself—In all his shining-dark craftiness—Have devised a plot so sinisterAs releasing a software withoutAdequate support,Or a service withoutAdequate description?

Great learning seems to beMade of three things—Each harder than the one before. The first is in gatheringThe bits and pieces of factThat anyone can collectAlong the way though life.

The lie and the errorCan be hard to distinguish—Particularly in their effects. Funny that the latter is Universally consideredTo be the lesser of the two—Both as a sin and as a threat—Though, it seems, It hurts us more often.

The great backlog of necessity hasRecently become my master—As I might have reasoned it mustBack when I was doing the procrastinatingThat set this present coup into motion. —

You attack the statue,Friend,And the flagAnd the street name,As if lancing the very heart of evil.

It is not hard to disagreeWith a perfectly good idea. All my friends do it regularly!

If there is no perversion of doctrineSo morally foulOr dangerous in its consequencesAs to disqualify a human soulFrom that Heavenly JerusalemFor having believed itOr taught it to someone else—

I could say that it’s just businessBetween you and me—That I corrected youIn good faith,And you didn’t take it very well.

If people did not push backOr dodge Or ignoreOr defendWhen they are corrected,I think I would like them better.