shimon weinroth


State Of Complaining - Poem by shimon weinroth

Too few or too many
It's never just right
Too hot or too cold
The weather the mood

The pace too slow or too fast
Upset or indifferent
Sets, subsets and classes
Senses erect, dials alert

Tongues awagging, speak and cry out
Opinions about this or that
About such as
Too little, too much

Only in death everything is just right
And so wrong


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 11, 2010


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