April 4, 1993
12:16 p.m. 
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
"Forty PART ONE"
Were we dealt all the cards we were playing with? Or did we have time to trade in a new deal? Were the easy answers given to the 'if's' we asked in youth? Did we hear the rules and guidelines as we suffered for the truth? Are the children growing up to smite us As the world slides deeper down the hole? Can I live a happy outlook or must I play another role? At once, I'd feel the fool for love Climbing the rock of indifference, Gaining a foothold of emotion Naked to the elements. But the love, albeit waiting for just a tad too long in time, Came through some how wrong. I can't write poems to you When you refuse to read them I can't love you when you Refuse to accept emotion. But you never gave me cause to believe something else would happen. No one can be blamed for the dreams which won't come true We can only hope for a sudden plot twist in the next act. And dealer, please get a new deck for the next game. cause the game's not over yet.
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