A Search For Idealism
Without solid footing, idealism is a dream
From a position of strong sociopolitical reality
Words kill idealism without a scheme
Idealists deem the short-term triviality.
The ideal balance between man and nature
A serene scene of transcendence unfolds
Driftless area, spawning a densely green layer
An unusual utopia that captivates nave's goals!
It was alike sitting in a sumptuous Xanadu
This is the demagogue of hedonistic empiricism
His grain store once fed a ruler's thirst for Vodou
Scrutinize the soul's reality and let go of idealism.
Civility is being corrupted by darkness
And emotional neediness with no actual basis
Scary aspects of idealism have fallen into sadness
An intense wave of faith is still growing in stasis.
Self-awareness widens and shifts direction
Falling leaves prompt introspection
Knowing oneself contributes to growing faith
It pervades common care, as a cognitive wraith.
Until you ween, that hills and stone are dense
Don't misjudge the rigidity of cement slurry
You will not grasp the glories of this thence
Glass and air both put your heart in jeopardy.
People describe me as an idealist
I perceive things that don't utterly exist
I remember the positive, not the mystical
The world coexists; I am not egotistical.
It shows that there is potential for good
And that's not to mention the blatant cruelty
How we could have better withstood?
Notwithstanding, I prefer to admire the beauty.
Written: January 21, 2023
Pick-A-Title, Vol 34 - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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