Six poems by Paul Raboff
If we had but the insight…
That we are of loose fragments,
And what maintains our unit
Has the force of magnets
If we had but the insight…
That we are of loose fragments,
And what maintains our unit
Has the force of magnets
“Soon, we will all be forced to make a choice, if, in our silence and compliance, we haven’t made it already.”
Sad sacks, what if euphoria is a choice/ we each could make, even in times like this?