A Poem About The Price Tag Of Extremes? What Do You Think?
Pondering The Outer Values
How about the conceptualization
of intra psychic structures, just for fun?
Balderdash, say you? Tennis, anyone?
Tennyson, then? Not keen on Lord Alfred?
Can’t say I blame you. His being long dead
explains to the mass why he’s under-read.
Stephen Hawking taps his thoughts to the beat
of Coleman Hawkins, as their quarks collide
with octaves, music and math glorified,
compelling the less inclined to retreat.
While starlets and scalawags share a bed
near genius rarely keeps the family fed.
Though there is seldom true correlation
between pure art and gross capital gain,
if neither evil, both provide rewards
dictated by what the spirit will afford.
Sadly, fair profit will not placate greed
that poisons itself with vile karmic seeds,
or skew the perception that the profound
can’t flourish if rooted in common ground.
So how much is bartered to ensure
inspired vision or stock options galore?