Sonnet: Man’s Logic Fails

I wonder what my poems will fetch me; I’ve built a skyscraper all on my own; With labor hard, I’ve hurried earnestly; Yet, when it comes to poetry, most frown! I swam the seas so perilous, alone! I saw some sharks and whales that ‘troubled’ me; The water was so spine-chilling to bone; I’ve reached the coastline on my own safely. Great men have had their days of agony; The world will tease all honest man with ease; Yet, God denies me some extra money, Which I presume could give me mental peace. My logic isn’t correct for God is wise; How can one guard one’s soul while playing dice? 6-20-2000 by Dr John Celes