This is the tale cups. . .
It was the best of drinks. . .
. . .It was the worst of drinks.
I consumed my wisdom. . .
. . .I consumed my foolishness.
I was gorged by my belief. . .
. . .I was gorged by my incredulity.
In the night I saw light. . .
. . .In the day I saw dark.
I was inebriated with hope. . .
. . .I was sober in despair.
This poem is a pastiche of “A Tale of Two Cities” by Charles Darwin. Click Here to find a free online version, posted by Gutenberg.org.
Chapter 2020. Honestly Self-Aware.
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