Even puppy love is profounder than misguided infatuation and fixation!: A poem 

I can say I bear the innocence of childhood  

more than the wistfulness of age 

A stoic makes every hardship bearable 

even if, at the moment of its experience, it is unbearable 

Would you imagine that a flower plucked before its time 

could believe it is more fortunate than the withering one? 

I just would now comprehend anyway, that all the 

talk of roses were illusions; the reality was thorns 

I just thought, all along, I’d do without the make-believe wealth and riches anyway 

There is more profundity in the wealth of self-belief 

that needs no encouragement, or vindication; but is replete in its conviction  

But I haven’t felt like I’ve been bled or impaled on the carpet of spikes, I swear 

that no talons can take me, and no jaws can either! 

So should you understand the poetry in my soul 

enables me to hold out even against the fiercest avalanche 

Yet, you must know, a mere word can break you, more than an apocalypse 

The soul needs to find its own time to act against the gestapo of evil 

Even if there is an Auschwitz waiting to capture all the brave 

You know a nation was formed even though its denizens were so often decimated! 

Humanity needs a needle and twine, to weave itself out of yolks  

Would it be a mere parable that it is easier for a camel, when we can’t even be sure whether the cat got the fish?! 

I am just going to bat out my innings even without the betting!  

You see I am always revisiting eternally, but don’t gather that I am an old fogey 

with obsolete vintage brains! I am not deluded, 

and not intimidated by treachery. You see those who 

want to dissolve my courage into laboratory brine 

must actually have the onus of culpability! I am not a coded, numbered  

personnel, but a gestated horizon, that is with you all in benevolence 

and generosity; never with you all in your travesties. I am not a cold cut  

to be put in an oven, if you all should want to question my 

mental health rather than see the perspective of my vision! 

I never sought novation; the obligations simply piled on for eternity! 

I am just Pater Familias, with a Janus vision, and, for all your infidelity and compliance with the treachery, 

I did not care that you never reciprocated my sacrifice with any paternoster! 

But just to remind you, if you all thought your redemption didn’t matter to me, 

like you all seem, to my disappointment, so oblivious of it; and hopelessly misguided, 

let me tell you all, my commitment with truth and justice 

is the only reason why I engage with the world!

(Of course, how do I love, and deny love as well, to substantiate salvation!)