Reason (an acrostic poem)

Rational ideas set up bulwarks and walls, defending what it considers truth

Emotions launch themselves at those fortifications, trying to lay them low

As the battle wages on, the field gets more and more muddied

Soon the lines are blurred, and what was considered truth becomes lost in the struggle

Obscuring what was the purpose of the original struggle

Negating any hope that cooler minds will prevail


Deep (an acrostic poem)

Despair drained what was left of Lynda’s ambition

Even when she looked at all she had accomplished

Everything seemed so meaningless in the grand scheme of things

Perhaps that was the real reason to keep going though