The Ultimate Poem by David Berman
The Ultimate
When dreams have turned to dust and dust to slime;
When all you ever were or hoped to be
Appears as no more than a jest of time,
A foolish jest, a tasteless parody
On some unlikely fiction; when not just
Your dear pretensions but your best ideals
Have been ground down into an acrid dust
That you are forced to eat for all your meals;
When—oh, but what can metaphor provide
Sufficient in its scope to comprehend
The fury never to be satisfied
Of one betrayed by a once-trusted friend?
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When—oh, but what can metaphor provide Sufficient in its scope to comprehend The fury never to be satisfied Of one betrayed by a once-trusted friend? a very fine poem. tony
A tasteless parody! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you for presenting the hard reality of life, dear poet. CONGRATULATIONS on being chosen as The Modern Poem Of The Day. Thank you for sharing.
betrayer never can be a friend; the ultimate fate of betrayal is incessant sorrowfulness ///
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12/7/2024 11:59:44 AM # 1.0.0
Betrayed by friend surely all dreams will be nothing but wasteful dust and one has to eat a hard pie! Reality is well expressed here!