The Sole Condition - Brian McSweeney

[Larry Robinson]

The Sole Condition

 
If for a moment your world became mine
Would I understand or my mind explode?
As the mystics tell when near God’s design
Sheer overwhelm makes the senses implode.
You cover your ears to ease the torment
You crouch on the ground monosyllabic;
Misaligned your audio instrument
Athletic gifts reduced to beast’s havoc.
O would Zeus send Hermes to mediate
And Athena tell brother Ares to leave
So our home’s peace become inviolate,
And joyful learning your space to achieve:
For this be all that matter and to strive
For the sole condition that your soul thrive.
 
 
	- Brian McSweeney
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