Simplicity Poem by cheryl davis miller

If I should strive, I would strive for,
simplicity.
Then trust that less, is truly more,
so let it be.
No need for rich extravagance.
Nor what some may call elegance.
This one thing do I ask for me,
simplicity.
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The wealthy rage against the poor,
no sympathy.
Lust for wealth has long spawned war,
such tragedy.
When is enough, ever enough.
We now rent space, to stuff our ' stuff '.
I 'll pray for what will set me free,
simplicity.
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c.d.m.2011