not long after the worst of it
we see folks make the best of it;
the moral universe, a kite
carried upon amnesia --
because, wherever we might walk
was a scene of violence at one time
(or more than one, more likely,
given who we humans are)
it's we who choose where we will we look,
our focus, our reality --
for what's no longer bad, is good;
and what we can enjoy, we should
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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