I met a pessimist walker in Optimist Park,
She walked with a walker and a co-walker
Swaying on either side, not in her mark.
Crippled, stressed, depressed, a fatuous talker.
Troubled by blood sucking winged insects.
�mosi-ki-toss� many, many, �mosi-ki-toss�
Shouted she in her Serbian accents,
Waving her palm to drive away foes & woes.
Immigrants of different nations & cultures,
Come in search of shades of optimism,
Culminating in the Old Testament adage,
�HE hath made all things good in their times�
Indulging in the mirage of meliorism,
Things are bad but can be of better advantage.
