Mike Barrett

(June,1943 / Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada)

A Form of Beauty


Pride. Lust. Envy.
Incompetence. Ignorance. Injustice.
Tyranny. Stupidity. Audacity.
Do these not exist?

Benevolence. Intelligence. Prudence.
Capability. Wisdom. Justice.
Humility. Chastity. Pity.
Are these not real?

You who read these words,
Contemplate on them -
Understand their position,
Their relationship
Each with the other!

World,
I too
Love your beauty -
I too
Have the right
To be selfish!


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved.

Submitted: Sunday, October 20, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 23, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem in the mid-'60s. At the time I was contemplating on balance between the positive and negative forces here in the lower world in combination with the thought that it may be argued that 'love' is the most supreme form of selfishness. These words are the product of that.

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