Why argue with those who oppose reality?
Addicted they are to drippings,
From a rusted faucet...
Slipping out of reach.
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As usual, your anger overrides comprehension! What blighted circumstances does no one resist? Don't you know that poetry should make sense, literally as well as figuratively? Please don't respond with your usual racist rant!
My writings reflect 'my' experiences from my perception. As an African-American man it strikes me that someone who is caucasian could actually use a word like 'racist' to depict my point of view as a clarification oppose to a comprehension to which this poem applies from a life I've lived, still live and observe. Perhaps Mr. Pruchnicki, who lives in Chicago, should step outside of his 'gilded cage'? Of course, that is merely a 'suggestion' and 'not' a recommendation.