Stability of Humility

Challenges singe meninges sometimes Painting dark clouds on the canvas in corridors Where at times I seem to coerce open doors To weep At the folly I engage To sweep Common sense and its stage Aside as I create reality too stringent I can’t accommodate Ideas I consider pungent During the numb nights When my mind Would demand I cut out fights That could unbind Confusion from the fortress Where I vow never again to look back Lest I should pity the mistress whose dress Caught up in a salubrious snare can hack The sanity I dare to preserve In the midst of lack of clarity On the direction and predilection my verve Changes in its conception of the celerity at which one celebrity Sinks beneath dignity To a low ebb Where impunity In brick and mortar business and commerce on the Web Suggest a change in paradigm In the way I handle social issues of a sensitive nature Which though worth more than a dime Grow prone to a departure from the signature I append to blend the best of spices My exclusive taste demands For the best possible prices My approval commands If I’m to listen to the plea That signals the beginning of the end of the frivolity Witnessed when midgets from reality flee To seek refuge within the stability of humility.