Low level poetry. Instead of notebooks, bar napkins, pieces of sheet and paper towels, I write down here.

4/29/2012

Those days

When I was twenty
world seemed fair and straight,
no complicated stuff.
To enforce righteousness
was the answer to all evil and suffering.
I grew older and older,
to realize this:
out of the "I",
enforcing righteousness
is itself
evil and grief.

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