In A Fighting Mood

mY FRIEND who seems to be losing his mind
is in a fighting mood

Because he loves himself too much
(Not really poetry)
He misses the mark
Delving on the ARROW
rATHER THAN the apple
He hits the forehead of the child of
William Tell

Oh, it's messy
He's messy and needs proper
Psychiatric EvALuation

Nevertheless, we still love Him
Not for what he is worth
But for what he IS.

hUMANITY, humanity
What is happening to you?

When we speak, we regret speaking.
When we write, we always feel pity at the End.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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