Plague Rose


Curiosity


A piece of paper lying on the floor
Unknown words; It says something
I cannot read the handwriting
I do not wish to dwell on this
For the paper has no meaning
It would be pointless for me to dwell
For what would I accomplish from doing so?
Would it satisfy me to know what it says,
Or would I continue to dwell on things
that have no matter in the world?
Would I be angry with myself for wasting time,
Or would I simply say,
'Time is meaningless, there is point in savoring it,
No point in wasting it'
I know not what I should do,
But I know what's possible.
I am Satisfied.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 02, 2012

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