A Million Minutia

I thought, if defeat came at all,

It would be in a big, bold

Definite joust

With a cause or a name.

And it came.

I had not thought the daily skirmish

With a few details, worthwhile;

And so I turned my back upon them

Year on year; until one day

A million minutia blanketed together

Rose up and overwhelmed me.

-- Author Unknown