Apathy

 Apathy like a returning bug

Tends to cloud my bonhomie

Banishing it is kind of hard

Its insidiousness is overwhelming

Euphoria slinks out with its tail

Drooping between its legs

Clawing out of this abyss

I take hold of myself

Without resorting to props

Friendly ears n shoulders,

Be gone, I have to outgrow you

And swat this menace myself
There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion.
Carl Jung
Swiss psychologist (1875 - 1961)

Originally Published: April 7, 2003

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