Mister Hermit Poem by Stewart Watkins

Mister Hermit



One day he quietly walked away
At the apex of gleaming gadgets, he said, Good Day

So long to 'Fake Book', 'Instant Grams', 'Flip Flop', and 'Bitter'
My, oh my! The rumors that rang out about him being a quitter

But I ask, is quitting so bad?
We're often taught that it is, and this is what is so sad

Karmic lessons being taught
Mister Hermit is learning and peace is being sought

Back to the basics reuniting with foundational bliss
Embracing mother nature, peace, and a celestial kiss

Off the 'Grid' Mister Hermit goes... where that is nobody knows

One could speculate this or maybe that
But one thing is for certain, his life and peace he begat

Mister Hermit
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