Proverbs of Probability

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg

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I guess it might be possible

That nothing is impossible

Except for me

To do the impossible,

Or it’s improbable

At the very least.

But that slight probability

Of improbability

Means to me

That perhaps there is still

A possibility--

That small possibility

Speaks to the very heart of me.

Speaking of what we

Might all somehow achieve.

Reality is vulnerable

In that the impossible

Is always somewhat possible

For the idealistic fool

Who does the improbable.

When all else fails,

Their failure

Tells impossible tales

Of where you’re

Logic lies in waste

Probabilities there defaced,

But it gives unlikely hope

To the impoverished human race.

© 2013 Dennis Shanaberg

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"Reality is vulnerable
In that the impossible
Is always somewhat possible
For the idealistic fool
Who does the improbable."
Good to be a idealistic fool. People who fall to tale and story. Forget how to live. The poem is very good. You open the door to a long conversation. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
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