Written for Studio 30 Plus Writing Prompt #11
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Forgiveness and right Justice,
Abide not where my lust is,
Expound on them I will not,
The subject makes my brain hot.
Philosophers and Poets might,
Discuss these prickles through the night,
But I would rather stub my toes,
Than babble and become morose.
Let the pundits rage on high, and keep the torches lit,
The villagers with pitchforks can, if needed, pitch a fit,
Emotions run the gamut from indiff'rence to Atomic,
But I think I am little more than just a wordy comic.
On Earth, it seems, we gather stones, to hurtle at an object,
Of derision, with precision, 'cause it isn't perfect.
My views on this are slightly less than jaded or myopic,
So please forgive this post which does no justice to the topic.
The third stanza is straight awesome. So is the whole poem. Good job. I dug the intensity.
ReplyDeleteThank you for my blog comment as well.
Yay! Very well written. Fun and in the vein of the best court jesters..
ReplyDeleteI love your take on this prompt. Very defiant in the tone, counter to just joining in the hysteria that others get off on.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Random Girl!
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