Hope is a Human Frailty
Hope is a human frailty
which dies in the belly of pragmatism
Pragmatism says:
That which has not been done cannot be done
but hope knows better
Hope knows pragmatism to be a lumbering colossus
brittle with reality’s plaster cast
Hope knows not to be humble in future’s blinding gaze
Hope knows to demand more from reality
Because Hope is the glue
which binds possibility to fruition
Hope is the glue
which bind possibility to fruition
all of pragmatism’s fumblings have no answer for it. And we’re all the better for leaving the colossus in the dust.
The emphasis of that repeated line really hits home
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Thanks, Eli!
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I enjoyed hearing the poem. Thank you.
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Glad you enjoyed it. Always glad to have you here.
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This is awesome!!! You just gifted me so much joy. Thank You! 🙂
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I’m so glad you are joyful.
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❤️
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