We Wander - Poem by Bullion Grey
We wander in a type of non-knowing
of where we are actually going.
Yet many are unconcerned,
even oblivious to a notion of wandering through our life.
We meet strangers who we never expected to meet,
we loose friends on small issues who we never expected to loose.
We congregate with many just because of a symbol,
because we think we should.
We eat and drink foods from faraway places,
without a single thought of that extrordinary fact.
Just a few years ago, perhaps a decade or so,
these drinks (water from Figi) and foods (Ausi-Crock)
were rare if not available at all.
Yet we get offended by a small careless comment,
which then occupys our thoughts, sometimes for hours.
We watch TV that floods our senses and emotions
with opposing views (Whopper vs Jenny Craig) ,
and never question our consumption of opposite ideas.
We encourage others but doubt ourselves.
Our own wandering with this kind of unconscious medium
sends us outward to teachers, movies, plays and books....
seemingly for answers, without a single consideration
of the unseen drive that starts our wandering.
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