I sat upon a grass field
Early in the day
I plan to prolong this
Till night comes
I got tired hustling about a job
I questioned myself
"Who cares anyway?"
I laughed at myself
At this busy world
I don't know where to go
What to do
Who they are
As I spend my time with nature
Till the afternoon
Why are we doing this?
Do we even need to do this?
The work, the school, money
Materials, and all
I know, we need them for a living
But why?
I don't know either
I question everything
But not answer anything
Ain't it funny?
We all work and write
Do and does
Tasking our way there and that
Where is peace and our rest?
........
The wind whispered
As i questioned
.........
"May there never be peace
For everyone who works
And writes, and do and does
No moment of peace."
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A MOMENT OF PEACE
PoesieA short story poem about the pov of a young woman's life as she struggles to live in a Busy World A/n: This is my first book published so it's prolly bad and has a lotta mistakes, just don't read it if you don't like it and if like it, the imma just...
