Poem – Ambiguity Loves To Play

Ambiguity loves to play.
It intends at times to confuse and dismay.
We look to others that we think are wise.
Especially when we are uncertain with our own eyes.

Neurosis allows things to twist around.
It prefers to live in the mind with its own sound.
Weak minds get lost in the intentional confusion of words.
And leaves us dissociated looking at the birds.

Ambiguity makes you the villain in someone else’s story.
While in our own we are the hero full of glory.
Countries try to control forms of art.
Because they reveal ambiguity from the very start.

Ambiguity is the reason that stories and myths exist.
We need to rethink what the mind dismissed.
We want morality to be straight forward and true.
When the truth is that love will always misconstrue.

Learn to roll with the ambiguity of life.
Know that the ideas of others will always cause strife.
That is because they force us to open a door.
And include those things that we try to ignore.

~Suzanne Wagner~