Self is the part of our nature we make.
Good is the part of our nature we ride,
except for the good we made in ourselves.
In such artifice, such weenies as we
take unnaturally overweening pride.
Self wants it all to be natural.
Self wants to say "I'm this way!" Doot-di-doo
Self wants a bag of mad powers, plus wings.
Self gets them, too.
A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.
but aren't they all random?
Saturday, February 26, 2022
Self vs Nurture.
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