The Exit Poems
[And Socrates
Iron and Fire
Iron can be soften by fire
grows hard in the cold;
and all the gates therein
are, as it was, closed again.
So, often are those misled?
by luxury and pride,
who push humility aside:
thus, redemption their vanity
and perfection their virtue
and in the end, they all collided.
#789 [7/9/05
No Heroes
Im still living all the places Ive been
Dreaming of places Id like to see
Catching airplanes, trains, and buses
In-between
Like a phantom at twilight!
I have no heroes, just extravagate hope;
They all seem to lose at the end, where
I begin.
Disbelieving in light, wherever it was
By the exitwaiting for the movie to end!
#790 [7/9/05
Socrates, a man of iron and fire Id say, and a hero too many; even a hero to the great Plato, for it was him, who cleared his good name up. They killed him for his philosophy (as they had killed Galileo for his). But here was a man who was not afraid of battle, or war, and lived his philosophy. He slept in tents, and figured it was time to live, Ill write later, or have someone write for me. Sometimes we cannot do both, and have to weigh the valor out. Thus, he achieved his noble glory; unfortunately I am not sure if I can say that for Plato or Aristotle, both of great minds, but we are, at the end, measured by our souls.
Dennis Siluk see his website at: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com
Author:: Dennis Siluk
Keywords:: Poetry
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