Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Good & Fair

We desire “good,”
that which is equal,
in that which is fair.

How to approach, where
a mind is unequal, even unfair?
I ask, to strike a conscience,
where to want is to give. I drift.

Its sundown, for lights are grooming, where sights are perky.
There’s a pumpkin, carved for value, wearing a small jacket.
In the distance, there’s a ladder, even a raspy voice. A son
and father are yelling. The father screams, “Do it because I
said so.” The son retorts, “I smoke because you smoke.”

A flower falls
to the left, where the father is right,
to live a
paradox.

A frog leaps, to catch their attention. The father
smiles, to utter, “How about we both quit?”
The son nods in
agreement, grips a rake, and heads for the front yard. 

PS.

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