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Pears hanging in abandoned grottos.

Vandalized stations of the cross.

Graffiti demoralize once noble stone.

The rocket of imagination 

     lifts me from misanthropy.

The sane still speak.

     while most have forgotten what they knew.

      favoring, at once, the sounds of anger

      and of laugh track lives.

Be not one of trhese

      for your sake.

Your anger is a start,

   but not sufficient.

Pears hanging in abandoned grottos

     still taste sweet.

Find the good.

Taste  it.

Love of the good is what

     separates us from the false.

If only for your sake.

f only for our sakes,

     reach up. 

Grasp the fruit

 Do what's right.

Virtue brings not dark  but light.