Laugh I Must At The Things That I Do (Sonnet)

Laugh I must at the things that I do,

Time and again the same mistakes.

Criticizing others, ignoring history true,

A hypocrite I am my own rules I break.

 

Claiming to know what’s right, I do it for a time,

‘Til boredom or laziness takes hold.

Then act I surprised like a criminal caught in crime,

That my hand as in poker is a fold.

 

When will I learn to practice what I preach,

For more than short periods of time.

Following the path that is right within reach,

From this hole I’ll not have to climb.

 

Perhaps human nature is the culprit in this game, a chessmaster of the supreme.

Maybe this will be the time I learn from my shame, and fortitude from this I will gleen.

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

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10 thoughts on “Laugh I Must At The Things That I Do (Sonnet)

  1. Are we here to learn, make mistakes, express? For a reason or not, our quandary is a part of our whole. I also think we can ride our nature as both parts of the whole. And laugh as a part of the greater whole.

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