Cynical Hope - A Poem

I used to have poetry come to me spontaneously. It would just pop up in my mind. While I spent four years as a politician working on doing a government turnaround that faded. Now, I've been out of office for six weeks and it seems like it's coming back. Three days ago while I was laying in bed falling asleep something came to me. I just ignored it at first, like I normally do. But then, I had to get it out of my head, so I rolled over, turned on the bed lamp, grabbed a notepad and pen, and wrote it down.

Cynical Hope by Jeffrey Alexander Martin

I hope you become jaded,

and skeptical,

and cynical.

That you see all the bad,

as pervasive and pervading.

That hope seems only an illusion,

and the hopeful as gullible.

Then,

I hope,

you recover.

Because then,

then the hard pain of life and the ignorant hate of people will not surprise you,

or throw you,

or suppress you.

But the good things,

of beauty and kindness,

these will impress you more.

Some ideas for short fiction stories have been popping up in my head too. It's been nice taking the time to relax and adventure and explore. I'm still working, designing a course for a college. I'm still working on the meditation business too. But I've also been driving and hiking around Crete, and laying in bed thinking and meditating, and listening to audiobooks, and my imagination seems to be reactivating.

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