Pain...

you have snubbed reality
that long,
until its strong hands with
sharp nails
slap you, and you are awakened
because it
hurts you,
not because it has loved you
for long,
i think, since time
immemorial,
pain after all,
is the best teacher

as happiness seems to
be the
useless flatterer....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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