My Chief Ambition to the Editor”
Larkin, Success Story
Faith feigns to thin out, it’s indeed like hair
Or nails you trim, it never stops to grow
Its holy shrouds may be as fake a show
As true a story, faith means to forswear
What by no means you’ve been conceived to pick
With targets moving but bolts undisturbed
To never hit or miss – you choose the verb!
Faith is the only way to do this trick.
Be it cold accomplishment of boyish dreams
Or the strained fruit of life’s unicity
Be truth the very synonym of sham
Victim or gainer, be I what I am –
Call it a curse or just one’s verity:
Faith will remain as hopeless as it seems.
July 21, 2023
[Faith, personified]
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