The Human Condition

The Human Condition

A Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)
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And only humans are prey to it

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There will come times

of unimaginable events


Times in one’s life

unforeseen and inexplicable


Times that will test

The mettle of the best


Times that will evoke grief so great

that the stoutest heart will shrivel


Times of bliss and happiness such

That one seems to float in air


Times of stress and dire duress

That seem to rend and tear


Times that try one’s heart

That seem to tear your world apart


There will come times

of blessings and perdition


Their name my friend

Is as it’s always been


...It’s name is ‘the human condition’...





© 2017 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)


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David O Whalen  (O Haolin in Celtic)
David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)

Las Vegas, NV



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Born in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..