At A Loss Poem by John Sensele

Never give way to fear
Nor surrender to vagaries of fun
Peers share to pave the way clear
Even when to your head they slide a gun.


Never wear pain on your sleeves
Cursing your neighbour for the heartbreak
You nurture as your soul grieves
Wondering how soon it'll get a break.

Never allow anger to last
Longer than a few seconds
Unless opportunities you wish to cast
On a plethora of cigarette butts and ends.

Never treat a lover like dirt
Behaving as though she means nothing
Just because your feelings inadvertently she hurt
In stressing for cheap pride you can't sacrifice everything.