The Devil is in the Details

The little technicalities, 
the tiny trivialities
the unimportant bagatelle
may joy and inspiration quell

Unfriendly words 
persistent nerds
can make you frown
may weigh you down

A broken dish
will make you mad
a dead, old fish
oh, my, so sad!

No peace of mind
is there to find;
that you are bad 
is not a fad

The world is black
your thoughts are blue
all virtues lack
your doom is due

Chuck every trifle!
and don’t let you stifle
your life is your own
with soul, skin and bone
Shake off the past
go have a blast
forgive yourself
fly like an elf
Go dream a dream
blow off some steam
lay crazy plans
walk with a prance
What is in stall
for each and all
we do not know
But light a glow
within your heart
and make a start
on your own way
to Mandalay*

*…Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,

Where there aren’t no Ten Commandments an’ a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin’, an’ it’s there that I would be —

By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea…”  Kipling

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