Recite the
mantra:
words of care,
deceit or the less
measured.
It is going to hurt.
The world can never change
yet make me feel like I have
magic to deceive –
those first words.
Will things better.
Instinct of hate
and resignation,
yet compelled to
neat arrangements.
Will it better.
Recite the
mantra:
words less measured.
Neater.
The less measured
gut instinct
is going to hurt of
hate and resignation,
knowing the power works,
yet make me feel.
The mantra:
will the better
words.

Mike Ferguson is an American resident in the UK from ’67, permanently since ’76 when Michigan then presaged the Trumpworld of today. Published widely in the poetry small presses as well as education texts, he is now retired from actual teaching.
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