Smiling Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Smiling



I don't like
Smiling when
I do smile.

I am who am.

And
I am entitled
To it
I am entitled to assert it.

All of us, friends.

I like the wry face
For it tells my woes
My existential stresses
That be
A better X-ray of me.
Photo in depth;
Emotions undressing.
Yes.

Thursday, September 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: religious,death,emotion,life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 15 September 2016

It takes about 50 muscles to raise and form a smile on thr human face. In contrast, the rictus an animal face which looks like a smile but isn't takes only a couple of muscles. Obviously, this is a complicate invention in the process of our cultural evolution. Your speaker's rejection of it strikes me as totally reasonable. He dislike of it is not meanspiritied. He just does not wsnt to indulge into something phoney frimmhis virewpoint.

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Daniel Brick 15 September 2016

It takes about 50 muscles to raise and form a smile on thr human face. In contrast, the rictus an animal face which looks like a smile but isn't takes only a couple of muscles. Obviously, this is a complicate invention in the process of our cultural eolution

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