cold reason-
why do you accuse me
of meagre strategy, your eyes
staring pitifully at me?
by your psychoanalysis;
willing and hoping
for you to be kinder-
to humanity at the expense
of sciences which are
destroying this world.
how you mock me so.
finally I look back at you,
uncaring of what you think.
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This has not come up the way I intended it too. I posted it here becos I know I will never get around editing it and posting it if I don't do it now. All my poet (and non-poet!) friends are welcome to critique it. I will appreciate it very much.
