Honored (Written January 22)



To be honored after the fact

Is always too late.

Not to be honored at all


Is a worse fate.

But to be in thrall

To the idea, and to lust


After fame, is to dance

With the devil. Trust

and fellow feeling die


On the block. Hate

And jealousy vie

For pride of place.


Better to take

What comes your way

Without complaint.

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