The Cynic
The cynic's narrative is familiar,
the familiar disdainful script slips easily
off the acid tongue which lurks
behind the curled lip.
The familiar bored tone,
The familiar raised eyebrow and tired contemptuous amusement,
the familiar unspoken conspiracy of superiority,
the familiar stale charm and shallow cheer,
the familiarity of 2011's world spirit.
Harder to be positive.
Harder to find what is fresh and new.
Harder to work, and sometimes
even hard to sing.
It's hard to scratch around for optimism,
gather shreds of resilience.
Hard to avoid caricature,
to look beneath and inside.
Hard to keep the candle alight.
But the cynic does not impress
and there is no music in him.
<Deleted User> (6315)
Thu 2nd Jun 2011 10:23
Oh to live like that every day would be heartbreaking..it would be such a sad way to exist..but a touch now and then :o)