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I Object, No I Do!

Updated on July 23, 2013
Being in two minds from Arena Lorenzo  flickr.com
Being in two minds from Arena Lorenzo flickr.com
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The Thing with Two Heads from Andrew Scott flickr.com
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Can you Read my Mind from 02k49 flickr.com
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inner turmoil from crystalelsie flickr.com
One of life's moral dilemmas from Brendan Loy  flickr.com
One of life's moral dilemmas from Brendan Loy flickr.com

I Object, No I do!

By Tony DeLorger © 2013


Inappropriate perhaps but necessary nonetheless,

I draw attention to my mutterings, my jagged judgements,

my mind in two opposed viewpoints,

and I the soul of me, presiding over the altercation.


How can I be so torn as to divide within myself,

the ideal versus the reality, the balance versus the action,

and me at my core, understanding both,

and well, agreeing with myself twofold.


Yet I am in contention, two truths lurking,

in my vacuous mind, as it feels,

contradictions pinging within my skull,

reaching no conclusion.


Where is truth when grey areas abound,

and I, unable to see black and white, fret over fuzzy reality,

and my own throat I grasp,

trying the squeeze the truth out of me.


I sway between my moral bounds,

lurching and unstable in my fluctuations of perception,

reaching for definitives when there are none,

and I the soul must make a stand, unite.


But when reason leads one to an endless confusion,

then the heart takes on the assumptions,

and transforms them into an accepted reality,

feelings the tranquilizer of a harsh rationale.


In the end I must abide my heart,

in a faith that circumvents my paths of reason,

and saves my moral inequities,

so that I may rest without contentious division.


Truth is indeed my elusive friend.



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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks Vincent. I agree, the truth ain't always what it's cracked up to be. I guess in the end we just keep on doing our thing, because it really isn't about definitive answers, rather the journey itself. As poets we find ourselves commentators, willing to pose the questions rather than provide the answers. Life is indeed a box of chocolates. Take care my friend.

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      Vincent Moore 4 years ago

      I love your title and header photo, amazing twists. Our minds can conjure of so much challenge. It is said" Know Thyself" and the "Truth shall set us FREE" I've often questioned both, for to know thyself, one must have a full grasp on reality and that often is so very elusive to many. As for truth, its never set me free, often when I've found it, I'd wished I hadn't. Oh well as a poet I am simple minded and inspired by continuing to find reasons for many things that are so elusive in life, always grasping, hoping to find it, my journey will continue in the next life, searching, searching and searching for eternity.

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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks Wayne. Unfortunately it is the truth, unlike all the elusive ones.

      Thanks mate!

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      Wayne Barrett 4 years ago from Clearwater Florida

      Truth is my elusive friend. Ain't that the truth!

      Nice work Tony.