Hermit

 

The nervous hermit needs self-control

in his pursuit for solitude and spiritual demeanor,

casting the fluster of a blank brain away,

which, we know, is idle enough for evil to enter.

Nothing is ever truly alone. Those who know

the crazy clinging to an indecipherable

iniquity, know also the discernment of others'

presence in the perilous party of people.

Perpetually pardoning to find only self again,

to be safe, learning the compassionate laws.


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Aw shucks, I know someone

Aw shucks, I know someone just like this . . . much to my everlasting regret.  Except, unlike the last line, he has never learned compassion.  Because he was a relative, I cannot further identify him.


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