The wisdom of the ages
Has left its pearls strewn
Along the timeline from
The Beginning until now.
How poor, then, are those
Who gather only the pearls
Of this present day, forgoing
The perspective of what
Had been learned before.
“Wisdom of the ages” is a term I first heard in the writings of Karen Glass.
I do not want to control you
As you are convinced
That I do.
I wouldn’t mind, however,
If you should take a notion
To control yourself.
“I am not empty man,” he proclaimed.
And at that, he was hard-put to explain
Why those words kept echoing
Inside his soul.
He seemed unconvinced
By their assertion that
His profusion of imperfect proofs
Somehow added up
Into a good one.
One man rolls up his sleeves right away
To check the facts,
But the other
Has to check with his feelings first
To see if he has permission.
When telling someone the truth is taken as an offense, you can be assured that the truth of that matter is not their friend. And you can observe how they would rather change the subject to the offense itself.
They will take issue with your tone, or that will find some arrogance in you to attack. And it’s fine with them if the original point is never raised again, for they did not like that truth.
Continue readingI choose to take offense
At whatever I want—
And to take offense
At you raising those eyebrows—
And at you suggesting that
I only have a right to choose
What is right for myself and not for you.
Some people just don’t get Heaven.
But maybe they’ll get it later
When they don’t get it.
And if not then,
When they get it.
But at that point,
What’s the point
Whether they get it or not?
For heaven goes on even
After they go elsewhere.
I observe that America has not yet
Had enough of having had enough.
Although she assures herself that
Push is coming to shove
And bark to bite,
She knows deep down inside that
She intends her complaining to be
The full extent of her pushover disposition.
