John Puckett Poet Free verse

It's A Busy World

It’s a busy world, 
And life can be so full, 
Do this,
Do that,
Be here,
Go there.
But sometimes
It’s just good
To sit,
And watch the clouds go by.

So easily
Enticed
By advertisers’ dreams,
By images and idols,
Flashing screens,
And magazines,
A world unreal,
That sinks its victims
In a sea of debt
And disillusionment.

This leaning-forward life
Of get
And have,
And be,
Invents its own utopian hope
Beyond the hill,
And has no time
Simply
To sit,
And watch the clouds go by.

1999 in Dorset, England, after doing just that.
"The heavens declare the glory of God." Psalm 19:1

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John Read August 31, 2024 at 8:56 AM It's certainly become a rat race of a world, I've reached that age where I just plod along. Enjoyed reading your poem John.