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Whenever the urge to destroy is upon one,
Be aware,
Be aware.
Whenever the nudge is one the final reel,
Don't despair,
Beware,
Gambling is the last refuge of the scoundrel.
My father's dead voice tells me:
"You don't need to fail to feel, son"
My public is a small continent,
An island of family and friends,
Even so-called foes are welcome,
As long as they remove their boots at the door.
When vengeance comes calling,
Ignore the bile,
Have a deep breath,
Breathe in those few moments of peace,
And let the outflow seal the deal.
American probity?
It never happened until philosophy became pornography;
The intellect as an on-display commodity.
Be as wise as one can be,
And heal thyself first,
Before tackling others' illness and depression.
I am where I was yesterday,
And the day before,
Rock,
But porous.
Uneneding,
Aware of the time I may have left to undo the wrongs.
Grandfather's words ring as true as they have to be.
I have no need of empty forgiveness.
I am today.
And hopefully tomorrow.
