Denials and Praise

Neither my denials hurt
You, nor provoke you to will, or act
Against my puny self

Nor do my praises soothe your thought
To bribe you
To favor this bastard

Nor, do they affect you in any way
Or, do little to impair your strength
Neither will they change the course of my fate

But, then these do not lead me to silence either
For your stillness, too, remains a mystery
That prompts my speaking
Even when it is irrelevant
To you, the creator, or, to the other
My fellow creature
Two sure realities
I, unfalteringly, establish
By zealous affirmations and angry abjurations

Henry Victor 17.05.2001