POEM: That Net Positivity

I suspect that the piles of evidence brought to bear as to weather life is bettor characterized as kind or cruel, soulful or heartless, is probably 50/50, perhaps making it awe the amor important to be caught in that net positivity…

That Net Positivity

As far as his most cherished beliefs
Could take him
He took little for granite
Though won could be
That extra ordinary seeing
Wear everything as a gift
Caught in that net positivity
Effacing unbelievable negativity
That whirled stage set
A mist costume changes, masks, and hats
Characters of awe sorts
Both sketchy and deep
Practiced dialogue
And improvs without nets of any sort
A weigh of being
And the backbone of act too
Beyond being word a bout performance
The show going on
Whatever
Planned
As the gods laugh
And cry
Out
End seeing
Awe together
Soully hoping
Fore something amor
Perhaps vane make believe
A good run of it
This tragicomedy of a whirled
Called
Life
And that dreaded review
Making a horror of hour self
As per chants mirrorly
Bettor
Then nothing
Presence
Passed
Long
Abetting

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