Reply to Nicholas Cage

        A lady poet and a friend of mine opened a series of her verses quoting Nicholas Cage. I do not recall the words verbatim, but the awful meaning was unmistakable and clear:  Life is awful; we love all the wrong people; our hearts get broken; then we die.
 
        I trust, foolishly perhaps, for myself and for my fellows in a better turn of luck.  
                                                           Our day is dire.
                                                           Right people love right people wrongly.
                                                            If your heart be broke,            
                                                            do not presume to die –
                                                            repair another broken heart
                                                            imperfectly,
                                                            because you both are human.
                                                            In due time, depart this life
                                                            with Grace.   
 
                           We are right people, you and I,
                            but bunglers in the craftsmanship of love.
                            Dreamily we look for bliss into a distant sky,
                            though our lacks need tending here and not above.
 
                            We are right people, you and I.

Comment:
Do today's problems come more from loving the wrong people or right people wrongly ?