Is it better to never have made any lasting memories, <br />And be completely detached from life and lovers and friends? <br />Or to fabricate circumstance and chance in an effort to romance <br />The mind into believing there can be any hope to recover days or make amends? <br />To this I have no answer, because I am slave to both ideals, <br />Both benign and malignant in result and consequence; <br />Neither heart nor brain attend to the other's appeals. <br />For logic says to remain stoic and distant and alone and... safe; <br />While love says to embrace things as they are and to live for today. <br />Born a natural cynic with a penchant for soft lyric and fine company, <br />A man of moral dilemma am I, underestimating the sway that she <br />Had on the every opinion and thought and emotion that made me. <br />Yet indeed at this point I am somewhat reassured, with fair opportunity <br />For new lives and new lovers and new friends and new, me.<br /><br />Benjamin Feliciano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-wallet-with-memories-not-money/
