The Pessimist
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to him,
there's no sun in the sky;
clouds above him, grey...
day to day,
season to season.
to the whole world,
alabaster white.
to him,
hope is a mere illusion,
the boat with all of life aboard,
submerging in the sea.
but to the rest of us,
it's a boat afloat;
smooth-sailing
over the rising tides.
Date written: 03/29/2021
Copyright © Edward Ibeh | Year Posted 2021
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