What Are We? Poem by Sandra Feldman
What Are We?
We are a tangled up mess,
Of No's and some Yes,
Nobody knows,
Who can guess?
Our happiness or our distress.
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: truth
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4/26/2024 1:16:31 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The rhyming of HAPPINESS and DISTRESS is ironic because these possible futures have nothing else in common. To allow DISTRESS to determine the pattern of things to come is truly the victory of NO over YES: Happiness is our birthright, isn't it? Our YES should be loud and clear!