Edward A. Morris Poems

My thoughts of you, and yours of me,
Can be portrayed mathematically:
To sum up every complex trait
We factorize and integrate,
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What wafting of wisdom! Such saccharine sound!
Deft diction's depictions, opaque and profound!
So ruminants rumble and mumble and seek
To mine out much marrow, obtuse and oblique.
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Truth as we see it
Is not as we’d choose it.
The true say “so be it, ”
The truthless refuse it.
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If your ego is capacious
Or your appetite voracious
For a plucky, pertinacious
Confidence in cherished creeds,
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Poor ol' Pyrrho, he's the hero
Of my somber poetry:
Couldn't figure how to pick your
Core beliefs with certainty.
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If everything were simple it would shape just like a brain,
And I'd take it out and look at it and never feel a pain,
And I'd pity poorer mortals who didn't care if it were true,
For the clear and simple reasons that explained their shallow view,
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'A man convinced against his will
Is of the same opinion still'—
But though we will with all our might,
A sober thought still wins that fight.
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Of all the critters men have cursed,
The hateful hairy tick is worst.
His charm conceals a crudest quest
To snag you in his noxious nest.
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