Padded Thoughts Initial Version Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Padded Thoughts Initial Version
The Present's seen as launching pad
by fools who place their future hope
on Chance or Destiny, who're glad
responsibility to cope
with misadventure can be had
vicariously as they grope
for sense within a world that's mad,
and stumble sideways. Luck, good, bad,
is sought from stars, or cards, whose scope
seems all embracing from cell pad
from which fools launch all future hope.
(27 May 2005)
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