No compromise
How can you be confined
in this so mortal pettiness
of dwindling circuits of your mind
caused by incessant worries
just for nothing but your vanity
of being stuck in vicious circles
of outrageous ignorance and bleak mundanity?
- When you should be the freest of them all,
creative and constructive infinitely,
flying higher than the blithest spirit,
soaring ever further off from negative considerations?
Love can never breathe except in freedom,
and that freedom must be total or no life at all,
that is the ultimatum ultimate of love,
and there can be no compromise;
for if you find love compromising,
that's the surest diagnosis that it's dying.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-07-01 at 23:49
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