TRIP TO HISTORIC BATH POEM 48

Winter's endless grey does not seem to dissipate. We near to February now and we have no relent.

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“Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.” Friedrich Nietzsche

Inside The Vestibule

A monster lies inside the frame,

Terrifying he waits in suspicion,

One must be brave to face him,

For after such an experience,

Life is not the same.

We all have a monster inside,

That people fear to meet,

Our wrath unmitigated overflows,

Reason senseless aims its accurate tip,

Ready for the kill.

I rear my ugly head in anger,

To slay or vanquish you in your

Disobedient wayward fashion you

Have missed the meaning and therefore

Spite me.

A monster lurks inside us all,

To placate him is impossible.

“O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-ey'd monster, which doth mock, The meat it feeds on.” William Shakespeare