When Pain Chose Happiness

We do live by that dichotomy,

each smile in a brilliant morning sky,

has known disdain,

has played the lottery,

wondered about life in a peaceful

watery cascade of delicious memory.

When while life plays with impression,

there are no longer any secrets

nearly as confining as the victim of

a circle of deceit.

Now that is certainly a depression.

What happiness we may choose,

if ill-begotten would without question,

not outlive the reality of our pain.

Would we not then be of a prudent nature,

pay attention to the reality of our vulnerable lives,

breathe in morning skies,

live out our dreams,

rather then allowance speaks of evil reckoning.

Choose happiness with an urgent focus upon words,

verbal or mindful.

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