A Rectification - Poem by RIC BASTASA

the randomness of them all
entering your mind too preoccupied
with what must be
and what ougth to be,
the mind blunders
with timorous thunders,
and what becomes so evident
is this error protruding like
a tail from a body
like rabbit ears from your face

you feel like a fraction reduced
to its lowest terms
but you cannot be subdued by the
urge of sweet dishonesty
the self pretending to be right always?
to err is to be human
and to be most human is to accept
the errors of all errors,

you take the correct decision
you expose your tongue and show
them your rabbit ears that
you have such a funny long tail

you laugh at yourself and you laugh
with all of them

the room is filled with laughter
there is no chatter

and they all clap at you
for on this day
you have become a great man.....

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 3, 2009

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