In Fragile Balance I have become steeped, connected until I resonate with Nature, One with the processes and currents flowing through the Universe, Uncompromising morality has created an emotional equilibrium, a balance Between my poor self and the dynamics of time and the uncharted unlimited void of space. I float effortlessly, undisturbed, inviolate and in total harmony with the ebb and flow, Of the forces that drive and galvanize creation, With that which prompts a seed to germinate, flower and pollinate, With the inevitable rhythms that produce in organisms the process Of withering and causes them eventually to expire. Eschewing and rejecting the lure and powerful temptation of eternal life Has transformed me into a fragment, a figment, a mote of timeless, remorseless, insensate eternity, My innocence and intelligence is learned. Family and Love Love knows love almost instinctively, innocence recognizes and poignantly intuitively appreciates innocence, Sperm does not a father make, birth and blood do not the earth and nuclear units shape, A serendipitous variation of the words of ancient truth, father behold your daughter, Daughter behold your father, early ominous tragedy engendering an adopted family Perceived morality shared creating unbreakable impermeable bonds of enduring unity. The odorous, slightly pungent and distasteful smell of garlic Precipitating and tendering the initial inestimably valuable philosophical gifts, Perception, perspicacity and understanding of the need for peppermint sweets, The embarrassed almost giggle suspending candor and veracity Amidst the communing communicating connival frolic, A salacious story without the foundation of affection and long familiarity That would allow that confidence and groping virgin inexperience of puberty to be revealed, The confluence of need and necessity creating a manifest destiny Erasing and extinguishing loneliness and alienation in an explosion of familial affection perception and charity. Reflections of a Cultural Outcast It is not my national origin or physical appearance That maroons me among amoral animals that nonetheless look like me, Nor is it mental or philosophical debilities or disabilities that breaks my heart and causes me to be isolate, Nor is it my homelessness or poverty that condemns me to a lifelong sentence With little hope of freedom, parole or repeal, That precipitates my social and political Coventry, my lack of social contact And of touches or caresses tender and render me alone and inviolate. I still fascinate and attract females of my species my senior status despite From beautiful appropriate partners there has been no dearth or respite What it is that separates and alienates is that characteristic of inestimable value, My penchant for truth and morality that none can suffer, endure or abide This is the source and matrix of pain and suffering that I cannot articulate nor abdicate. Merit or maximum effort or incomparable mental acuity cannot cause me to avoid this dire fate, I daily need to resist focusing on the rank inequity and injustice Of my dedication and magnificent obsession with saving the lives of members of my species From a well nigh certain inevitable suicidal self destructive future, That only scrupulous honesty and uncompromising integrity Can create the accurate description of social reality can nullify and obviate, Since this requires the maximum unequivocal unrelieved sacrifice, Of doing without everything and anything while the parasitic do nothings grow fat as they posture and obfuscate While the Lovebush Government dithers, revels in corruption and prevaricates. William Edwin Virtue
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