Schopenhauer

Schopenhauer

As Schopenhauer screams
we hear
discretely,
and he is
right too. But not right enough because
one man’s
pain cannot convince the species that its pain is specious. For the Haitian
unlearned
boy still smiles flashy

teeth that are whiter than
pages
of a white
man’s full book.
There was something so that there
was pain?
Convince
the clouds that they are really crying instead of giving the grass
a place
to absorb
without a thought at all.

Cleverly pleasant, and well thought. You should do one for Neitzsche.