They share 'one' thing in common,
With truth and reality.
Nothing!
And when they separate from each other,
A 'nothingness' is spread...
That is what the surveys have found!
However...
Some dispute the results of this...
Believing conflicts are appropriate
For constant fighting and throwing tantrum fits.
Beating each other like dead horses,
To the ground!
Until there's 'nothing' resisted existing...
And restoring the 'nothingness'
As if having this 'is' the ultimate crown.
'And the winner of chaos with conflicts?
Those misunderstandings that come to visit?
To debate issues of what is right or wrong?
Who is off key singing what song...
All take a back seat to sit! '
Beaten and tired of all of it...
Is admitted!
The winner of this mixture of tricks,
When all has been trounced to bits...
Is nothing!
Frowns have diminished,
And gone are worries of 'ups' and 'downs'.
When absolutely 'nothing' arrives...
Peace arises and surrounds!
Beaten and tired of all of it...
Is admitted!
And the quietness of 'nothing',
Has power to remove frowns
Plastered on familiar clowns!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-58/
