Smoke Screens Poem by Sandra Feldman

Smoke Screens

Rating: 5.0


The more I live
The more I find
That all is weird
And out of line,
Most things we really can't explain,
Our efforts being quite in vain,
So we invent what we don't know
For some poor souls to think it's so.

Sunday, September 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: reality,truth
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