A thing so tangible
elation overflows,
possession, is it so
gratifying?
Even a soul sworn
unbridled by all
ties material,
beholds the call
of smiles, glee
at first grasp. This:
Not for You
But for Me.
© J.A. Smith 2019
A thing so tangible
elation overflows,
possession, is it so
gratifying?
Even a soul sworn
unbridled by all
ties material,
beholds the call
of smiles, glee
at first grasp. This:
Not for You
But for Me.
© J.A. Smith 2019
Leave a comment | tags: capitalism, humanity, life, newpoetry, poetry, possessions, things | posted in Politics, Social Progress, Society