The Great Impasse


The things you hold as sacred
Are those I find obscene;
I know it works the other way, as well.
Both of us contemptible In one another’s eyes,
On the way to madness or to hell.

Might the vice grip loosen
On these strong, discrepant views?
Or are we stranded at a great impasse?
The answers are elusive, and the forward way unclear,
But what must be shall surely come to pass.

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