Essences - Poem by Morgan Michaels
Essence of Anger: the certainty
there can be no unselfish deed.
Could any such prove true
Anger (every spit of it) and its spawn
might like a summer storm
collapse upon itself
and end in an idyll.
Essence of Evil: the certainty
there can be no fool
unworthy to have his trust waylaid
or chastened for being a fool-
Evil disbelieving Trust the catalyst
of the very health
of the Commonwealth.
Then make your choice-
whether no unselfish deed
whether no unworthy fool
be the affliction
of our breed,
I, who have decided,
say it isn't so.
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