Demanding Answers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Demanding Answers

Turmoil of life exists only because we are human and
it seems we're not happy unless we are creating it
for ourselves to tend to.

Where on earth can we get away from ourselves and
find peace from what we cause?

There seem to be no answers forthcoming, yet somehow
we always demand it in our lives.

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