T.S.Eliot's birthday, by the way


221. Headaches and heartaches - for How are you? challenge.



Another day of hell
in desert land with hollow men,
an outsider in exile
marked as alien and treated worse,
an outcast lost in headaches
and, what's worse, a bleeding heart.
It could not really be much worse.
Why does he then stay on,
a lonely isolated frozen-out exemption
from the greyness of this suicidal Hades?
He has his work and sticks to it in fealty
although they never thank him for it
nor give any salary or recognition,
but he just accepts it, shrugs it off and carries on,
since even in the hopelessness of blackest hell
you always find something to love,
the only universal cure for everything.




Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-09-26 at 10:05

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