Joy... Anger... Pain... Sorrow...
Love... Elation... Hate...
Depression...
Fear... Confusion...
Agitation...
Jealousy... Aggravation...
Logic doesn't seem to fit
The pattern of emotion
That the Human factor tends
to lend
Our dismal dreary days.
No wonder we become confused
With minds befuddled and
bemused
When pathways clutter and
refuse
To follow logic's ways.
Like pieces of a patchwork
quilt
All cut and scattered on the
floor,
Like bricks before the house
is built,
All separate and alone;
Until they're placed and
stitched or mortared
In a pattern prearranged,
The pieces are just pieces...
The bricks are merely stone.
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