Just Wondering WhyA Poem by PeteThere are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root. - ThoreauWalden Pond crooked as a born liar's lies not to mention a blind, dishonest, banker's collection of stefano ricci, mulberry, silk ties hard as day-old french fries sometimes this world blackens my eyes darkening my skies who, what, where, when and how along with all of their incessant, disheartening "whys" ever trying to fool me with a new disguise faith, hope and eternity holding the elusive, evasive prize yet a fourth man bearing gifts and riding a camel wise sure as paint in the desert dries and pigs live in sties today lies down and dies as yesterday cries sure, the sun may rise but last night always scratches its head and tries as it curiously wonders why © 2024 PeteAuthor's Note
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Added on January 7, 2024 Last Updated on January 8, 2024 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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