I wanted one
believed there was one
hoped there was one,
prayed for one, and
when it came,
it was not
what I hoped for
prayed for
believed
expected
and so
I kept praying
hoping
believing
expecting
and told myself
well, that's life
we hope
we pray
we believe.
3 comments:
Here is a poem I recently wrote called "The Question". When I read it to my wife she said: "You are always stating the problem, but never the solution." I guess you wrote "The Answer" to my questions. Here's my companion poem:
Question
Where are we in history?
Are we getting toward the end?
Is looking back of help at all?
Is there anything we’ve learned?
We think we know so much more
Than those who lived before us
With our grand technology
Which we deem so enormous.
But the future doesn’t bode as well
As we once believed it would
We thought we were oh so advanced
But that, it seems, was falsehood.
I think your Question is an answer, and my Answer is actually a question. My question is, do we really ever want answers (because most of the time they are staring us in the face)? Your answer is, we are fools because we think we know it all, but nothing really ever changes (human nature wise). Do you like Joe Jackson? He has a great song on a recent album called Fast Forward, the title song. It has this meandering circuitous chord structure that perfectly describes the lyrical sentiment of time's clock like movement forward, and us not having any perspective of where we're at. Here's a sample verse and the chorus:
If this is the best of times or if it's the worst
There's some difference of opinion out there
Everyone is a genius
But no one has any friends
Or is it the other way around
Not going back to the Age of Gold or the Age of Sin
Fast forward till I understand the age I'm in
Will definitely check out the song!
But of course, the answer, my friend, is ...
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