In this day and age, there is so little convention of civility that is kept and each indiscretion perhaps leads further to those things that act in concert to break down society.

All That Mistaken Jazz
by Michael Doyle
Conversations kept in privacy
For the sake of space and dignity
Focus is kept on things of importance
And seldom given up on random chance
Winners, they say, don't ever quit
Yet, losses are had that don't fit
Into all of the midst of trite phrases
Go the busy people through their odd phases
When dreams become shattered and broken
Over words never meant to be spoken
Life becomes but a whimper of the sad
The price paid for treasures never had
We live as we desperately dream, alone
Unless we can get past hearts of stone
It's a matter that goes beyond pragmatism
Felt deeply as it is as if animal magnetism
Said as if it is with some just hesitation
Why is there then an avoidance of question
What is it then that you want the most
Asks the hidden voice of the genuine host
(c) June 4, 2020 Michael Doyle
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