A Mood Poem by Sara Militello
A Mood
A Mood
We were silly then
but like many before us
our gifts may survive it all:
The myriad mindless minions
in service to lesser Gods
fallen into soulless decay
and flowing unresisting;
like raw sewage to the sea
where half-forgotten deeds
fade from memory
and major griefs become
dull remembrances
in coastal towns
no one takes credit
for making...
May 14,1998
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4/23/2024 4:38:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The more we ponder, the more we start to worry and that really takes toll on our mood, our health and our going forward. A thought provoking poem,100++