Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Virtue Of Selfishness - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

If Tadpoles did not change their spots
to join the world of frogs,
if useless debris turns to clots
and jams internal cogs,
if babies stayed the size they are
so cuddly and so sweet,
if Fred the Drunkard left his car
and walked home on his feet,
if Jews stopped hating all the gentiles
and Germans got some humour,
if Wallstreet could forget percentiles
and corporate greed and rumours,
if doctors had the guts to go
back to when lives were prized,
if politicians were to know
their egos, oversized,
if all thy neighbours could be human
and clean their own backyard,
then, in the words of Harry Truman
we would at last be smart.

So if you read this look again,
make sure you'd pick as friend
who on a scale from one to ten,
would be a perfect blend
of all that you consider good,
and God's own wisdom too.
And once you're confident you could
become the real you,
you may relax with your shy grin
and turn the other jowl,
it is not others that do sin,
just ask the wise old owl.

If you regard yourself above
the rest of all mankind,
if all you are is truth and love
and if the world is blind,
then worry not about the others,
they may become your fans,
perhaps the fault lies with their mothers
who'd go off to the dance
and left their charges to themselves
or to a babysitter,
which keeps away the kindly elves
and glorifies just glitter.
If substance and integrity
are absent in a man
you're left with window dressing, see
and with the 'Also Ran'.
But do beware and do not aim
your finger at your foes,
a weed who feels eternal shame
may yet become a rose.

Comments about Virtue Of Selfishness by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/25/2005 1:33:00 PM)

    I love you too Herbie! (Report)Reply

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  • (4/25/2005 7:03:00 AM)

    I am going to ask you one more time to stay off my territory. People like you (if you could be called that) have no place here. And I trust that management will dump you, you illiterate coward.
    This is a site to be enjoyed by people not to be used by imbeciles like you to make trouble.

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  • (4/20/2005 4:06:00 AM)

    His Homeynence sees you have discovered the wonder of the EDIT feature. And it only took you 20 hours. Oh, 'Nitpicker' HA...HA...HA. Better refrain from stone throwing beyond your walls of class Mr. Nehrlich.


    P.S. (that's a Cliché)

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  • (4/19/2005 9:28:00 PM)

    His Buminence, where is the error?
    Show me.

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  • (4/19/2005 3:43:00 AM)

    your'e? ...The great and powerful Wizard of Nehrlich makes an error in grammar.


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  • (4/19/2005 12:54:00 AM)

    i know that you are a doctor herbert but you could have been a school
    teacher as well there is a lesson in this poem, but it will die before it
    actually makes it to the upper regions of the legions that desire a dose
    how to obtain a measure of class, very well done my friend

    Warm Regards AJS

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 18, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 14, 2007

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