February 21, 2024Poem
What is the point
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What is the point
Of thought
Without love
The unhinged meanderings
Of profundity
Lacks sagacity
Is deficient in wisdom
When bereft of intimacy
Or concern for balance.
Perhaps the intrigue
Of romance
Will bring a little subtly
To a conclusion
Or contribute
To further flights of fancy.
What is positive regard
If thought is cast adrift
To wander
Friendless and
Unattached.
Even altruism
Is lost without the warmth
Of beneficence
And a passion for humanity.