Bitter truths: A poem 

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I am looking for little cheering truths 

A fair price on my humble needs and goods 

Honesty in a loved one’s fleeting rapturous kiss 

A yard of dignity and self-worth to enhance my bliss 

The lilt of a morning bird’s sweet melodious tune 

Fortune’s tiny castle standing on my dune 

Not the desperate hunger of a predator’s cruel stalk 

Nor the bitter degrading hurt of loose and careless talk 

Walking with hope on the motley beach of life 

It’s for the shelly floor that I earnestly dare to strive 

Not the dark tempests of the oceans swelling high 

Nor the tormenting whirlwinds of a thunderous stormy sky 

In simple lucid dreams to embrace my night’s rest 

The deep leisure-filled comforts of a warm and cosy nest 

Not the beguiling hope of a demeaning false promise 

Nor the empty tomorrow of a leader’s deceitful twist 

Is hope only an oft-repeated lie? 

That all our conquests leave some to callously die 

Listening to the news I grovel and I sigh 

And ask myself what is it and why? 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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  2. Hope is what gets us by from one wondrous moment to another. Maybe best to hold onto. You are so good at what you do. My hope you keep giving/sharing with us your wonder

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