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THE HUMAN MIND
THE HUMAN MIND
Well thanks for calling me a friend
I started life
with a large family strewn all over
about 200
each so individualistically individual
it made me marvel
Thus I undertook the study of the
Human Mind
some were very rich
many very, very, extremely poor
but it made no difference to me
(even though then I was very okay,
yeah rich,)
as they all did to me endear
Now I am left with a handful
I can count on finger tips
third generations’ kids
whose inners I did change
when they were infants
today they are seemingly rich
they ask
who are you
as tables turned
I became poor
not rich, no more
the poetic world I dwell with
seemingly happy
Anony too
am happy with friends like you
Happy guys must remain individual
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Roscoe Lane
5 years 11 months ago
Individuality,
Individuality can be a curse or a blessing, in your case I believe a blessing. It would be a sad world if we were al alike. Regards Roscoe...
lovedly
5 years 11 months ago
yes 'tis a blessing
so kind of u for ur visit
Roscoe