He was,
Not everything.
His failures many, redemptions some.

Progress,
In different directions,
Quite lost and confused, but movement with surety.

There were,
Many lost opportunities,
Even obvious ones, but not all was lost.

Diffident,
But quite determined,
Straight as a arrow, Even in fault.

Such as,
Is human life,
Divine comedy in parts,
Tragedies and lessons abound,
Of which, learnt very little, forgotten quite a lot.

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A bleach to strip the colors,
Varnish to fade the lines,
Losing it in other worries,
All do just fine.

Meaningless discussions,
More meaningless conclusions,
Actions from thoughtless plans.
Sharing, hoping in numbers,
A bit intellectual, this design.

All these will take days, hopefully years.
Giving those wary, an excuse to avoid confrontation,
Of being busy all the while.