Happiness - Poem by Jan Hauck
Does happiness remind me of my death?
It drains the life and soul right out of me,
No thought or worry, just an empty breath,
A smile too big for anyone to see.
No brain required says the awful sign,
A morbid laughter, freed from lonely tears,
A state, desired by the world benign,
Yet what would people be without their fears?
I fear this stalking unknown panther here,
That hungry beast is always bound to strike,
That turned his hunger into a career,
That makes me wonder what it's really like,
And looking at this concept it would seem
That what I loathe, despise, is just a dream.
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