John Tustin

Arrogance Pity the young man who,As he grows older,Loses his arrogance.Confidence? He never Owned any.His insolence,Once interesting,Is now merely crankiness:His resolve stubbornness.His desires fantasies.All he owned,Once so indelibly carvedInto his heart and his wordsWas shown to be illusion.He considered the palpableTangible.He knows better now. Pity the man whose words were once braver,His eyes alive with the … Continue reading John Tustin