Pondering Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pondering Life



Pondering life and it's urbane uselessness throughout,
just keeping us busy to fill days of existence, without
considering our feelings in any matter.

We are like robots, trudging through life, doing what
we can, experiencing strife and trials on a momentary
basis.

Then one day we up and expire, leaving our families and
friends behind to rue our deaths and emotionally crumble
from the inside out.

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