IMG_0308.JPGI’m sowing, sewing, & so-what-ing again
In my land of make-believe to pretend
It’s recreation at its finest hour
And entertainment to kill the sour
Just keeping hands as busy as a bee
As I ponder thoughts of philosophy
Ooh – I could go on day and night
In this blessed gift called light
Because the load gets heavy so quick
And instead of eating, I should lick
Because I’ve grown so much
Time for a poem instead of lunch
Hopefully you’re digesting this nicely
It has no calories, but it will suffice, see!
Always and forever making things out of thin air
Keeps me on my toes while I’m going nowhere
With all the imaginary faults, wrongs, and sin
Maybe all we need is discipline
Of love to forgive and keep moving
It’s the only way we’re improving
So, we all could sow/sew/so a glut
Or just keep our eyes open & mouths shut
It absolutely makes perfect sense
In an opportunist, capitalistic world
(I like to call nonsense…)

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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