Moving In A Direction Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Moving In A Direction



The many who do not think,
Living a life for them is a breeze.
Are often observed moving in a direction.
As if a purpose is being served.
With a moving of obstacles,
To face them on a daily basis.

And for the others who believe life is a breeze,
Are often overheard crying when a door is blocked.
With a moaning to groan they do a lot.
To then complain who has climbed a mountaintop,
Without dropping a hint of how this was achieved.
Or a map left behind to provide clear assistance.

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