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Devil’s Advocate

by George Hoerner

well how about this
yes, but then there is
also that

i’m not pig headed
maybe a horse’s ass
but maybe not

i don’t think
and i know you agree
but i do question

whatever it was
i think
i thought

some day
i won’t understand
anything or do i now

but i know
you do
have faith

in what you
believe
and that is just fine

and if i’m wrong
and you know i am
after i die

it’s all
relative

02/10/2010

Posted on 02/11/2010
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Olivia Martin on 02/11/10 at 01:29 PM

I LOVE this piece. It's a wonderful "two-sided conversation" that not many people are brave enough to partake in. I adore the last few stanzas, and in the end, your right, it is "all relative" -- we will never truly know how it ends until we reach that bridge; and even then we may never know. Great job!

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 02/11/10 at 03:02 PM

...another heavy one...great write.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/11/10 at 06:24 PM

Alot here. Great food or thought- and you're right; someday we all get old and forget....

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/11/10 at 01:44 PM

you've written yourself another fine provocation here George in which one cannot help but be provoked to think that after all is expressed and done, what else do we have to torture and consume ourselves with, but relativity? I think ultimately, that when we die we come more fully to life, where we are too busy being fully alive to query why we are thus full? we just are, is all. no need evermore to go to the pumps, for reason we are full and e'er will be full no matter how many roads we travel, and whoever wants to make something of that, who ever wishes to challenge the fact of your fullness and reduce it to theory, why you are more fully alive now that you are deceased, must die not only to themselves and to their own convention, but to questioning or reasoning such things as prevent their coming more fully into life which needs not compare things with other things, so as to cast aspersions of comparisons, to value this over that, when all things however many times you live or die are of equal value which is a difficult thing for convention to accept or comprehend. all things tend to blend and swirl given there are stirrers of such pots in which we are all blending, given this new comprehension and molting of convention.

Posted by James Blaylock on 03/12/11 at 09:43 AM

I greatly enjoyed this read. I think we battle ourselves for just about everything nowadays. But mostly we fight for total control of our minds. Because the mind is where a spark of understaning happens. We can create life and death within our own minds... but only through the willing power of the limbs. Off subject, maybe. But this is what the piece made me think of. Great write!

Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/28/11 at 03:41 PM

You live long enough and you can see with keener perspective the once earnest strokes we made on the canvas. Well done, George. Thanks.

Posted by Mo Couts on 07/23/11 at 07:18 PM

Well done, George! Wonderful 2-sided conversation, here.

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