Best Acutance Poems

by Michaelw1two

 Thinking’s challenge is to weigh,
 all of one’s life substance;
 quandary thus, illogical fuss,
 which blinds the mind's acutance;
 adscititiously into thoughts bleed,
 vitiated indurate boastance;
 corrumpable sequella fortuity,
 each thought, is truth’s desistance.

 Retrospectively choices trial,
 stands outside an untidy purport;
 merycism...

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How do I know when I have made someone happy?
Cause I sure can tell when I have not
How can I bite my tongue when I have so much to say?
Biting your tongue can cause unnecessary bleeding
How should I spread myself thin enough to help everyone?
Hopefully...

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