Mary Shorun

He Is Hollow - Poem by Mary Shorun

He has all the houses
He has all the cars
He has all the currencies
But he is hollow

He gets all the accolades
And ovations and encomiums
But there is a vacuum
And he is hollow

He has all the computers
And laptops and palmtops and desktops
And a million robots at a finger snap
But he is hollow

He’s got the wife
And the kids
And the splendid extended family
But he is hollow

He eats all the food
And drinks all the fluid
His skin glows like the sun
But he is hollow

The onshore accounts
And offshore accounts
He controls from his throne
But he is hollow

He has all the friends
And all the acquaintances
With all the well wishers, a loner he is
And still he is hollow

The wealth has he gathered
And the fame
But still searches for ‘the true’
And hopes to find

The pleasures in fold
Have been said and told
The only ‘one true’
He will find for sure

His mind yearns
His spirit longs
His body thirsts
For this ‘one true’

‘The true’ he will find
Reality will he discover
Of what profit is it all
Without the supreme?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010

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