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.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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