PARADOXICAL

	By Raymond B. Kupelian


	Our existence seems to be loaded
	With so many paradoxes
	With so much absurdity.
	We pretend enjoying life...
	Early mornings
	We rush to the toilet.
	Wife and husband
	we exchange few words
	Around the coffee table.
	To keep our shape
	We escape the breakfast,
	With an empty stomach
	We are drown into freeways
	To be at work on schedule...
	At lunch we have time or not
	To chew a sandwich...
	Maybe few phone calls
	To the friends we missed.
	It takes so long
	For the day to end...
	With kamikaze fatalism
	We are thrown again
	Into the congestion
	Of the heavy traffic
	Melting among noisy motorists
	To expedite
	The consumption
	Of our meaningless lives...
	We are too tired
	To enjoy the dinner
	Sometimes all by ourselves
	With a sense of absence
	In front of TV set
	Or the newspapers
	Blank page
	Maybe a book
	That we wanted to read
	For a life time...
	Then by rubbing our sleepy eyes
	We lay down
	Next to the other
	In expectation
	Of the real love...

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Raymond B. Kupelian is a recognized author in the Diaspora as well as
in Armenia, where a sampling of his short stories and latest two
novels have been published. Now in his sixties, Mr. Kupelian has lived
in Liberia and Sierra Leone for more than twenty years.  His African
short stories have been translated into English and Russian.