Of Course I Do
(an original prose poem by RJ Marmol)
Of course I do.
After all, there's hardly a reason for me not to:
Not a worthy excuse
Nor a willing whine.
No remorse, no recourse
No drawing the line.
Not a space separates
Not a thought escapes
Not a chance passed
Not a feeling repressed
Not a dance turned down
Not a song unsung
Not a mumble muffled
Not a feather ruffled
Because what is not to like
About the sun's scorching heat?
Or that sinful, sugary treat
When you sink in your teeth?
Nary a bit, dare I say
Not one, my sweet May
See this bloom from yesterday
Still alive for today
As this river is my witness
In its silence runneth deep
Every flow, every rhyme
Every gurgle, every quip.
Who's to say 'tis easy
To embrace the otherworldly?
That I'm right and you're wrong?
Or I'm weak and you're strong?
Who died and went back
To tell the twisted, awful tale
Or swore in high heavens
Of the existence of hell?
It is light. It is pain.
It is darkness. It is gain.
It is truth forever elusive
To the haughty and the vain.
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