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3/13/2025 for This or That, Vol 31 Poetry Contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh

Felix Culpa

Do you regret, when you make a mistake?
While I surely understand your concern,
do you know that you'll get an even shake,
a priceless education in return?
So, go ahead, and give yourself a break,
for it is life's fumbles that make us learn.
So say, "felix culpa" or "happy fault" -
there is no need for self-assault.

Tragically hurt, no longer content,
you find life comes without a guarantee.
All harmful things, you can never prevent.
Maybe, it is helpful for you to see
that each and ev'ry good and bad event
is the divine branching of your life's tree.
So, say, "felix culpa" or "happy fault" -
blest departures from the path of default.

When genes do not properly replicate,
It's not a problem, but a solution.
You might things it's a dirty word, "mutate",
but it's nature's brilliant contribution.
As the epochs and eons pass, just wait,
and you'll see glorious evolution.
So, say, "felix culpa" or "happy fault" -
without them, life on earth comes to a halt.
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Miller Avatar
April 7, 2025 at 7:35 AM
This is a great poem and superb take on the contest, congratulations
Crandall Avatar
April 7, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Thanks Terry!
Ibeh Avatar
April 7, 2025 at 5:11 AM
David, this is an awesome piece and a delightful read. Heartiest congratulations on your win in my contest!
Crandall Avatar
April 7, 2025 at 5:35 PM
Thanks, Edward! I'm learning a lot of new words and phrases from your contests - lol.
Greenhough Avatar
March 13, 2025 at 8:12 PM
This is a lightened view. Don't blame yourself, but count on evolution to iron it out. Haha. Part of evolution is that some don't make it. Look at the Neandrathals.
Crandall Avatar
March 13, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Good point...actually, I might be getting in a little over my head, but I'm thinking that's the paradoxical thing about life...Life with a capital L goes on and on, but individual lives and most species, maybe all, one day, die. Oh my, that doesn't sound too pleasant.
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