Mike Gentile Poet Rhyme

Flawed Existence Dividends

Nubs and dents and chips and strings
                 Imperfect world that burns and stings
Dings and scratches, holes and bends
                       Those flawed existence dividends


Cuts and bruises, broken bones
                            People that the world disowns
Paupers, cowards, plagues and kings
                          Imperfect world of many things

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Jan Allison September 29, 2021 at 12:52 PM .... mankind has so much to answer for on so many levels Mike, a thought provoking piece:-( hugs Jan xx Mike Gentile September 29, 2021 at 3:30 PM Thanks Jan xxoo

Jenna Logan September 29, 2021 at 8:50 AM So very apropos for the world in which we live today. Nothing is perfect, and by far we humans are not. Your rhyme and cadence are faultless, so maybe some things can be perfect after all. Mike Gentile September 29, 2021 at 12:42 PM Oh my, you are so sweet Jenna!! Happy Wednesday!!!

Vijay Pandit September 29, 2021 at 7:14 AM You described it well Mike--the flawed existence.....imperfection... Mike Gentile September 29, 2021 at 12:42 PM Thank you so much Vijay !!!

Tom Cunningham September 29, 2021 at 5:11 AM So true Mike, there is so much wrong with this world, and mankind seems to make it worse with his stupidity. Tom Mike Gentile September 29, 2021 at 12:42 PM I so agree, Thanks Tom!!