Flowers Set on tables - 4 of 5A Poem by Paris HladBut now, those
who still coveted the item Gathered
together and began to whisper, Sometimes
lifting their narrow chins And glancing
at us suspiciously.
Then, one of
them rose And pointed his
finger Directly at
me, and saying
“This is the
man who did not fear our shoulders, The one who
caused us to stumble upon him, And admonished
us with his steely gaze.”
And another
said, “No, this is the watcher Who declined
his turn on the great trebuchet And dismissed
our ambitions as ludicrous.”
And yet
another who was among them said, “Indeed, he is
both of these men - and more!
For now, he is
a thief Who gives our
treasure To a grieving
woman.”
And their
whispers turned to chatter, And their
chatter to a cacophony Of calumny and
threats.
And this
caused the multitude To abandon the
hope of brotherhood And to argue
among themselves " Many saying
that the covetous Were right to
chastise me
But some
saying,
“No, the
covetous are full of evil and slander; For we have
seen with our own eyes How they drew
near a treasure That could
never be theirs,
And how this
man secured that treasure On the woman’s
behalf, even fearing That the item
he held would Become his by
default.”
But now the
grieving woman Turned to
address the covetous.
And her eyes
fell upon them in judgment, Though her
voice murmured like a brook In a calm
meadow of melting snow:
“What you covet, condemns you to vanity,[1] And vanity
condemns you to fear " And fear to
all manner of evil.
You walk like
a herd on a beaten path, Trampling all
things that are before you.
You immodestly
fling yourselves to the heavens, Knowing the
heavens will remain forever above you, And that their
blessings will remain forever beyond you.”
And now, you slander
the good Because you
cannot possess the good But can only
hiss like serpents at the good.”
Then, a
villain who had been silent, And who was nowise
other than a goat, Unsheathed his
sword and raised it high above The woman who
had regained what she had lost; But she
neither feared his blade nor his goat eyes. For that which
is Eternal mocks what is momentary. [1]
According to Paris, people covet a meaningful life, and without God at the
beginning and end of the existential paradigm, regularly turn to the pursuit of
advancing their position in the general human hierarchy. However, most people
are too intelligent to believe that what they achieve is objective
success; and thus, feelings of frustration and failure are ascendant. But it is
difficult to go back from what has been internalized, and what has been
internalized is that life is without meaning " To Paris, the primary source of
mental illness.
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Added on February 15, 2023 Last Updated on February 15, 2023 AuthorParis HladSouthport, NC, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..Writing
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