Ode to Peacocks

I really despise

self indulgent girls and guys..  

Could do without all that vanity

and selfish preening proclivities..

And yet..

My admiration for their audacity

for always doing their own thing

against the hurricane head winds

of stifling conformity

that keeps we cowards in line

is the ultimate conflict

of mixed feelings 

I've never come to grips with..

Unless..

I can find the inner courage

to move past my judgmental

action inhibiting inclinations

and adopt the philosophy

of grudging admiration

for the arrogant peacocks

doing their thing

down in the arena