We all find what
we’re looking for;
It isn’t the same
as what we want.
The coward seeks a
reason to run;
He finds it.
The cynic seeks a
reason to sneer;
He finds it.
The martyr needs a
cause and a death;
He finds them.
The hero craves an
enemy;
They’re
everywhere.
To change what
you’re finding,
Change what you’re
looking for.
It’s all available
In the world’s
wide aisles.
But if you look
for meaning
In the Pleasure
section,
Or wisdom in the back
room
Where knowledge is
dustily stored,
Don’t be too surprised
To walk out with
what you searched for,
Instead of what
you wrote this morning
On your hopeful
grocery list.
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