389 Life Talk Joy transfusions leave us cheerful. Sad conclusions feed the fearful. Oh I suppose some will fancy and thus propose life more chancy. They will say, guts and glory (with no re-pay is our story). Some do pleasure, in any form, as life’s treasure and not it’s storm. So many “calls”, that would unite, put up more walls and dim the light. Some think life flows, “just don’t get caught”. (But future grows with every thought). A few will dare to shed their rage, and act with care, on life’s great stage. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona, U.S.A. Saturday, September 27, 2003; 6:30 A.M.) 390 Our Future Space-(Pur)Suit Of Happiness In my notion of future life, of Man’s portion I still see strife – space culture clash (conflict of need), and money crash (the same old greed). But these will pale, as we employ, on no small scale, our quest for Joy. Sadness will fight (our secret cross) to dim our light through sense of loss. Make up your mind you will discern what all Mankind now strives to learn. With no disgrace, the place to start is not in space, but in the heart. (Papyrous: Phoenix, Arizona, U.S.A. Sunday, September 28, 2003; 8:00 A.M.) Poems No. 389 & 390 from my free poem web site poems-by-papyrous
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