Straw Man
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Another existential poem- raises questions but provides few answers. Sometimes it overcomes any logical reasoning. Nevertheless, as with all things, we can never really know,can we? So when sleep overtakes us, we are grateful. The mystery of life can wait another day.
STRAW MAN
I poked the straw man
He remained fixed, unmoved
emotionless.
“There, I said, once again you ignored
me’. Then I felt tears flowing down
to gently touch my tongue.
Soon after he answered…
“Don’t you know by now your life is
destined to be what it is; why do you
expect more”?
Because…because….
Because what? More struggle, more sadness,
more disappointment, more pain?”
No. More answers, more meaning, more insight.
Why? Your mind can only absorb so much and
by some miracle you get what you want, then what?
Will you be happier, more content, more peaceful?
The straw man looked askew, more teary eyed,
then turned over and lay silent .
CAK 6-2-2016
Copyright © Allan Koven | Year Posted 2016
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