Clueless Poem by Sandra Feldman
Clueless
We're all frustrated!
In one way or another
Looking for answers
In Life's clutter.
Seems very few
Are,
Or maybe, no one
Is,
Really happy.
Ah, to be a child
Again!
Not interested in
Knowing,
Who and Why
We are,
What we are.
Something if seems
We will never
Be discovered
As the fallen stars,
We really are.
Yes and oh yes, how we wish to be children again. If only we can turn back the hands of time even temporarily just to be away from evilness of people.
So rightly said so brilliantly crafted. The world has so much confusion anddarkness created by those who have evil thoughts.
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5/2/2024 8:33:13 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As we grow our innocence goes away and we feel deeply hollow inside. Fantastic poem.5****