AFTER
IVAN PETRYSHYN

AFTER THE TIME COMPRESSED,
AFTER THE MOMENTS OF THE UNFAIR,
WE STILL EAT AND DRESS,
WE STILL DARE AND CARE,
WE STILL MOVE AND THINK
IN THE LIMITS OF TIME GRANTED,
WE STILL BLUSH AND WINK,
WE STILL, LIKE ENCHANTED,
GO ALONG THE TRODDEN STREETS,
WE STILL WATCH AND READ,
AND IMPARTIALYY GREET
THE ONES WE ARE TO TALK WITH FOR HOURS,
COVERING
THE UNCOVERED NERVES OF THE FEELINGS,
DEALING
WITH THE ALREADY-OVERLIVED SITUATIONS,
APPEALING TO SEEMINGLY SOBER RATIO,
TRYING TO FIND THE REASON,
WHERE THERE IS NO SENSE AT ALL,
TRYING TO BALL THE GLOBAL BALL,
GETTING UP IN THE FALL,
BEING HEROES OF THE HISTORY'S FLOW,
WE STILL DO, MAKE AND GO.
IVAN PETRYSHYN CHICAGO IL 03/24/07 11:34pm

F&L Home | Poetry Page

Disclaimer: Poetry submitted was implied to be original creation of the person submitting it and not in violation of copyright of others. Contents © Home & Leisure Publishing, Inc. All Rights Reserved.