The World

The world is a world of me's
somehow I can't get in;
when I came a-calling
the invitation was gone
not the right suit, not the
proper shoes...timing out
of step, the welcome
going out sounded good
but the world is a world 
of me's
a wall around each fortress

the heart is a heart of me's
universal up to a loving point
a bell on the wall, a lock on
the door~ Oh yes! us me's have
an inviolate list of personal 
distance and space~ the heart 
is a heart of me's, 
a cap on the over-flowing
reserves must be constants
first personal fulfillment before
the
cause....

the world is world of good
intentions...honorable mentions
medallions and plaques
cathedrals with their saints

priest with shameful penance

the world is a world is a world
is our world....

The world is a world of infant
hopes and dreams; trusting all
to larger arms and lessons 
learned~ faith in homes with
roofs that don't leak, and their 
gardens begging senses to come
sit and meditate, on 
so many graces and blessings
needing only minimal care
best with less our interfering

the world is a world of unlimited
altruism, when shared fear, pain and 
suffering


the world is less a world and
more our own reflection...the
world is the mirror image of 
the soul
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Baker Avatar
October 27, 2022 at 2:03 PM
Excellent ranting if that's what you want to call it , my friend. I was right with you until the words after the ... soup mail to explain. :-) Bill
DiMino Avatar
October 27, 2022 at 5:04 PM
Hi Bill; I am certain that I am wrong, or, at the least, mildly off about many things. We enlighten one another. I welcome that. Blessings my friend. Your poetic buddy, Joe.
Romios Avatar
October 24, 2022 at 10:21 AM
Hi, Prince This a quite beautiful and say a lot about you! Huggs,Pangie
DiMino Avatar
October 24, 2022 at 6:27 PM
Thank you, Pangie; a heartfelt rant. Blessings my friend!
Pandit Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 5:41 AM
The ending stanza spells the essence of your poem. Much depth you convey through these wisdom words, Joe.
DiMino Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 5:44 AM
Thank you, Vijay; we grow wise with experience...Ouch! And sometimes I have to hit myself in the head with a hammer several times. We have given lesser ego lots of power.
Toluwalope Gideon Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 5:22 AM
Surely, nicely inked, Joe.
DiMino Avatar
October 23, 2022 at 5:46 AM
Thank you my friend. Have a beautiful weekend. Blessings!
Dietrich Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 2:57 PM
So profound!! I agree with Kim on the part she liked best.
DiMino Avatar
October 22, 2022 at 10:02 AM
Hi Andrea; thank you for going through this long rant. I think there is a point to it...though I am not certain. Blessings my friend.
Rodrigues Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 9:40 AM
Favorite part: the world is world of good intentions...honorable mentions medallions and plaques cathedrals with their saints
DiMino Avatar
October 22, 2022 at 10:05 AM
Hi Kim; thank you so much. Love your poetry. I think you are one of the best in the world today. Several other bests here on Soup also. Of course, I am no expert, and just my heartfelt feeling. Have a great day my friend!
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