If Fortunate



Poetry arrives where you are, amid
the random contradictions and
unforeseen circumstances
littering the scenery.
If allowed, a poem takes you
where it needs to be.
If ignored, you remain suspended in
a state of malignant bewilderment,
unable to see past the
bullshit and idioms served up
by the tragically self-absorbed
merchants of fear.
If fortunate, you will be united
with the common sense and justice
erupting from each line or stanza.
Until then there is bad television,
taxes, and weak take-out coffee.

© 2016 j.g. lewis



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