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The others opt for glass and steel,
Concrete ground and rubber wheel;
The others want others still,
People galore, but none who feel
The pangs and pleasures of changing life
The Springs and Falls with tumult rife;
The others opt for plastic joy,
Numb all sorrow with store-bought toy;
The others want a surface-life,
For on the surface, to deal with strife:
Simply paper over, ignore, deny
Pure positivity is their life’s-lie.
The others lose their human feel,
When they choose that glass and steel;
Long lost are they who shun the dirt,
Hate the blister, fear hard work.
Back to the land? a great notion, yes,
But on soulless-man, what can Nature impress?
And now I write on blinking screen,
Pretending the others are not me;
I’ve chosen glass and steel before,
I’ve lived that rote-life, fought that war,
Now, thinking clear, with love in mind,
I choose the life that’s ever-kind.
We all must opt, we all must choose;
We all must want, we all must lose.
But comfort is no poison,
And pain no panacea.
Moderation in all things;
Excess: metaphysical diarrhea.
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