Searching Poem by Al J. Cuesta

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Searching for meaning
Searching for soul

The man in the trench-coat
Keeps digging for coal

While I spend my days
Thinking around

He feeds his children
And walks his greyhound

What am I wasting
But my precious time

I cannot stop searching
For that which is mine

Or has it never been...
All this time?

Sunday, September 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,procrastination,search,soul,truth
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