Value

What's the use to be liked by all,
when there is no one truly yours;
What's there to a house of gold,
when there is no one to call it home.

What's use of a story,
when there is no one to listen;
What's use of all the glory,
when they are hidden with lies.

Is it life?
when it's empty and dry;
What's the use of anything,
if it has no meaning.

Should i give up?
for is it worth trying;
Maybe it'll all make sense,
when it's time to be leaving
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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September 4, 2024 at 9:49 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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October 20, 2020 at 6:16 AM
Never give up...
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