Ingratitude Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang
Ingratitude
My heart is clean, a peaceful hold,
My spirit bright, a story told.
But body aches, a weary plea,
My mind and soul, not truly free.
The world outside, a storm it brews,
Tearing down the life I choose.
My walls fall down, my good undone,
Against the tide, I stand alone.
For all I give, what do I find?
Ingratitude, the world's unkind.
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