The Visitor

There is no answer to it but this cup of opium

Surviving and enduring is what a human is

Every day a new beginning .

A joy, a moodiness, the spitefulness

Everything ephemeral but real

as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and acknowledge them all

Even if they’re a mess of sadness

who permeates your home

empty of its furniture,

still treat each of them with welcoming hands

The dark passenger , the hopelessness , the victimization

meet them at the door merrily ,

and bring them in.

Be excited for whoever comes,

because each has been sent

as a guide for your limited path

Oh my man, for life is indeed a conundrum ,

With no easy answers , but you have this cup of wine to lose yourself beyond

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