Wrong’s the new Right



Surely, you know I don’t jest

The seesaw of life is our test

Class is over there’s no win-win

Let’s ponder the resolve once again

Ideation on the brink of decay

The misdeeds of others in our way

Ain’t no way a wrong makes a right

But maybe in theory just for spite

The rides of life may not go left

We’ve gone beyond – we’re bereft

The twaddle in life tests our zest

But strive as we will, to do our best

Only the spineless act in haste

Our witless souls lost in space


 “If you’re not prepared to be wrong, you’ll never come up with anything original.”― Ken Robinson

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  7 comments for “Wrong’s the new Right

  1. 05/02/2017 at 10:52 pm

    Each line carried me to a different memory lane. Brilliant piece!


  2. 05/12/2017 at 6:21 pm

    LOVE the title of this poem – a one-liner upon which I could meditate for hours. “Only the spineless act in haste” – hmmmmm, good description of many of the actions of America’s current president – especially lately. ::sigh::
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
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  3. 05/16/2017 at 7:25 am

    The title is brilliant but unfortunately too true and too sad.


    • 05/16/2017 at 9:29 am

      Yes, unfortunately there is a lot of truth in the poem. Thank you for commenting on the title because I sometimes have difficulty in choosing an appropriate title.

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