PurposeA Poem by E.J. Waling
What's the point?
To life I mean. Here, we find ourselves following The crowd. Doing as those who came before. Why? Did they know something, anything, about anything? Mindless lemmings are we? Are we building something? We're born, we live, we move on. What do we do? Who do we follow? Anyone? Are they right? About what? Seems like the milieu is out of focus. Time to evolve. © 2017 E.J. Waling |
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Added on March 27, 2017 Last Updated on March 27, 2017 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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