Greener Pastures
Lured across the world are we,
to setting sun, ancient sea,
privileged ones so carefree
lured to pastures greener?
Wander led the core of me,
to foreign suns Pharisees.
Naiveté fueled, footloose, free,
lured to pastures greener?
Herded child of Galilee
primed-pumped, then set free
fool's gold seeking protégée
lured to pastures greener?
Stop searching, surely, you see
beauty is all around thee.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011
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