ContemplationA Poem by E.J. WalingLook. Listen. Learn. Much to absorb. Tossed into this place. Lots to learn. Much to know. How to survive? No time. No time for contemplation. Asking questions. Pondering reality. Beyond scope. Wrapped up in existence, who thinks of such things? Who thinks to ask why? How? Moving on. Much to do. No time. No time to ponder. Question reality. What’s the point? Nothing genuinely resolved. Why ask why, or ponder? No time. No time for contemplation. © 2021 E.J. Waling |
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Added on July 29, 2021 Last Updated on July 29, 2021 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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