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I wonder at times…

I wonder at times,

If I can ever find solace.

Explaining in rhymes;

The suffering, the bollocks?

I find all around me,

Our species applauding.

Its wit and its beauty;

So blinding, so deluding.

So far from the truth,

At best just bright monkeys.

Blundering, and letting loose;

Like fools, like junkies.

Slavishly pursuing,

Poor regard for good deeds.

Hell bent on satiating;

Our desires, our needs.

What about compassion,

And responsibility?

Why we are swayed by fashion;

With triviality, with frivolity?

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Having it all

I have it all;

Or so they say.

The flat, the car,

The man, the pay.

It’s not enough,

Don’t feel complete.

My destiny,

Still yet to meet…

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Misery Begone

You have every right to exist

So try and wear a smile

Soon this melancholy will desist

And you know you’re not vile

Sometimes it’s hard to remember

That you have a place in this world

So easy to give in, surrender

Leaving hope unfurled

But every time I hit a low

I must convince me once again

That this is just my ebb and flow

The me that’s mad and sane

Take heart as every time you manage

To find the means to carry on

You’re beginning to know the language

That lets this misery be gone.

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Cannot see the Truth

Cannot see the truth.

Blighted with worries,

I bend and stoop.

Caught in the eddies,

I search for proof.

That our race,

Can escape its greed.

Can grow, show grace,

Its morals breed.

Assure the future’s safe.

From those few,

Whose self interest,

Will spoil for you.

The potential best,

That almost grew.

Before we got,

Carried away.

With what,

We have and where we lay.

To a time when our lot.

Is for knowledge,

And not things.

When a grudge,

And blings,

Cannot define things.