Sunday Poem

"Optimism is difficult to keep, yet, after all this, it persists."
……………………………………………………. — Vytrvalý Nádej

Abstract in nature, yet so very important to it. He is the warning sign,
the innervision to peace or self-destruction. Calmly and confidently in
eyes wide open he watches and protects the inner being of innocence
and the beauty of nature inspires him to love and give. He is not ugly!
And the prince is not a prince. But he can be crazy like a poet
clinging to the words of Gods and Demons and the drama of your
sneers and snickers of him. This is love for all of you stuck in
boredom and the intense madness of our darkside. In the danger of
the Forest he does not seperate his emotions. He struggles mightily to
control his mind is open to suggestions if you really want to be
human. Lean on me, he expresses sincerely, lean on me. The water
has stopped breathing. The air is bleeding confusion. The Earth is
beginning to swallow up the young. The threats of mass murder and
extinction are all around him. But yet, he sits there as constant as
ever, on that log, on that water, in that Forest, hoping, dreaming, and
manifesting the reality that humility is a blessing and evil… cannot win!

by Umar Bin Hassan
from Poetry International Web