An Appreciation of Human Faculty

Simple situation: I was working on a project that looked hopelessly jinxed. My team and I needed some good inspiration, and out flowed this poetry.

An Appreciation of Human Faculty (9-3-2000)

If pain could stop, weariness prevent
Men from running behind their dreams.

If pressures could kill, stresses succeed
In tying hands, paralysing limbs.

If sweat could cool, tears freeze
The heat of working mental gyms.

If reason could block, rationale convince
Minds against fanciful whims.

If terrors frighten, patience could die,
Energy flag, aspirations thin.

If depths could drown, darkness blind,
And death could dread, from what may seem.

Each dream of man, from fire to flight
Forever would have remained a dream