End of Yearning

By Gary Lindorff

Yearning for this or that impossible thing,

I started to become indifferent,

Which was for the best. . . 

But,

Stubborn as I was proud,

I still wanted them to stop

What they were doing in my name.

I wanted them to listen to my stewing.

All I got was bad dreams.

So I gave my conscience an ultimatum:

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For the rest of this new poem by GARY LINDORFF, resident poet at ThisCantBeHappening!, the new independent Project Censored Award-winning online alternative newspaper, please go to: www.thiscantbehappening.net/node/1079