There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who prey upon them with IBM eyes
And sell their hearts and guts for martinis at noon.
There are men too gentle for a savage world
Who dream instead of snow and children and Halloween
And wonder if the leaves will change their color soon.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who anoint them for burial with greedy claws
And murder then for a merchant’s profit and gain.
There are men too gentle for a corporate world
Who dream instead of candied apples and ferris wheels
And pause to hear the distant whistle of a train.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves.
Who devour them with eager appetite and search
For other men to prey upon and suck their childhood dry.
There are men too gentle for an accountant’s world
Who dream instead of Easter eggs and fragrant grass
And search for beauty in the mystery of the sky.
There are men too gentle to live among wolves
Who toss them like a lost and wounded dove.
Such gentle men are lonely in a merchant’s world.
Unless they have a gentle one to love.
James Kavanaugh
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So beautifully accurate; I for one believe there is strength in gentleness. Wonderful post!
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Strength in gentleness…
Such gentle men are lonely in a merchant’s world.
Unless they have a gentle one to love…great man…Wonderful
Toujours agréable de vous lire .
Merci Jonie !!
That is so emotive/powerful Jonie and so apt for what is happening in places like Greece. This has really made me stop to reflect. Very powerful.
Wow! Excellent!
When love diminishes the proper balance between
need and greed disappears.
The greed is the misplaced love and desire that drives broken hearts and minds to seek joy, fulfillment, and significance in anything other than human relationship and god .
Thank you Jonie for sharing this poweful poem..
Truth penned here, so sad for Greece.