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.