C M Rice

With so much distance simply losing touch,
Yet what for the person who couldn’t care much?

She lies far away with no thought for me,
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As I take another
As the moon rose, a thought arose to me…
Of what one wants and how to get it
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From a land of saints and scholars
Comes a band of docile followers
They neither care nor look at things,
Not past their own blank selfish grins,
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Important things in life, I find we bet,
Family and friends oh! How I regret,
Never, I offered, the respect they deserve,
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Noticed it was so splendid from all,
Distracted, Inspired, worries let fall,
Stopped in my path, gazing eyes open wide,
Fixated in awe arms by one’s side,
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Mobile phones with their special ring tones,
Our generations become simple human clones,
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Such a pity it is to see,
With one’s own eye to such degree,
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Wondrous moments cease all absurd feelings
Hums the sound continual contented stuck
Uninvited here where I am rapt in ceilings
Pleasure to scratch gleeful as a match struck
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Holding us all from those young days,
Through early school and popular phase,
One only admits the fact, so subtle,
Staring down another empty bottle,
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Then she took the red dress out
And slipped it on – I held my mouth
Open on body suspending this pout
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This is time – a mans enemy
Stalking like silence
There is woman – a mans answer
Looking for patience
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