Good night everyone.
I heard a phrase today,
from a moderate man,
sitting there,
pondering sound bites,
safe at home,
that he and his ilk,
were so ‘War Weary’!
I had to ask,
what of a man who was world weary,
life weary,
one who had seen so much,
felt so much,
done so much,
it left him in soul stasis.
What of him who was drained of hope,
unsure of each tomorrow,
saddened by each today,
unable to express it really, rightly,
so it made sense,
had reason,
had a shape to grasp.
Which,
is the greater,
or the deeper,
which is fraught with more,
and leaves less to go on,
and which is the truer measure
in the end?