Restless Tribe
Lonely within-lonely without;
Emptiness darkness-wandering about
Souls of the living ;
Can still be found souls of the giving
The scarceness Profound-
Trusting no one and judging all
In this man=made world
and its man made law-
A restless tribe if ever I saw
Racing to work-working to earn;
Helping no one- failing to learn-
Share not with your brother-
Part not with your pride
When all mountains crumble
leaving no where to hide;
Copyright © Mary Ayers | Year Posted 2012
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