Urban Afternoon Reflection
Sitting here
gazing out
of
my
window
hearing autos rush by
I meditate on our dilemma
Citizens of a small planet in the vast
cosmos
We spend our time
searching for love
and peace
Trapped on a one way path
to nowhere
We must find some meaning in our lives
Sex, intoxicants, music
relieve the pain temporarily
"But there is always the question"
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2015
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