Experience Poem by John W. McEwers

Experience



Gnawing hunger never manages to sate itself,
even though all it does is gnaw.
Hunger is doing it wrong,
cause when I gnaw something,
I get fed.

I learned that from experience.

Sunday, April 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lessons of life
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John W. McEwers

John W. McEwers

Nova Scotia, Halifax
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