Passing Thought (poem)

There was a time,
when one eschewed,
quarrel and debate
over points of view.
Both spoke and learned,
perhaps something new,
respecting thought,
that differed from you.

The desire now,
seems to be,
to ridicule,
and disagree,
with all,
and everything,
one might say,
until silence rules,
and thought fades away.

a reply to: Errollorre

Well said!

But perhaps the whole purpose of quarrel is to elude silence... for too many time has silence been confused with defeat.

a reply to: Errollorre

Amen to that, hunny.

It's true, sadly. I'm backing out of threads that I was enjoying.
I finally figured it out...nobody cares what I have to say. Only what they have to say.

So I'll be the same...writing rhymes to purge my feelings.
*squishy*
jacy xoxo

a reply to: Errollorre
Nice poem?