Poems About Agnes Torok Seeking Honest Critique

Perhaps as I’ve gotten older
And have seen what the world can offer,
I’ve been a little more optimistic in life,
Not just for myself, but especially those surrounding me.
By pushing myself to be more positive,
My enthusiasm can probably become contagious (viral if you will)
So that more and more people can begin to see the brighter side of things.

By changing my thinking,
I know I can become a better man,
A better father,
Son,
Brother,
Poet,
I can improve in so many areas in my personal life and career,
My actions...

The so-called “Defence” Industry is a $1.8Trillion Dollar Industry.
Did you clock that?
1.8 trillion dollar’s worth of activity hell bent on destruction:
infrastructure, governments, agriculture, people’s houses, jobs.
Jobs? Don’t those in favour of the so-called “Defence Industry”
keep reminding us how many jobs are provided by the …  
… well let’s call a spade a spade … by the War Industry?
Have you ever thought how many jobs are destroyed by the War Industry,
how many livelihoods, self-employed, small-time farmers, shop-owners
small...

( after Agnes Török )
   
Justice:    
   or the thought thereof—    
       its very existence    
   an experience of hope—    
   
   that thing    
       you almost forgot    
   while suffering    
      its grave counterpart;    
   
so liberating its truth    
  you are almost too afraid    
  to accept    
    it is what you deserve—      
   
it’s fairies    
sending you to sleep    
         with dreams again;      
   
a prodigal son    
being...