Sunday, March 13, 2016

Within the Walls

            Within the Walls

Why does "it" stay within the walls,
If it's legit then take it out in halls.
In the highways and byways,
Thirsty and hungry to humanities strays.

All the gifts feeding the full,
Become so numb and dull.
Doesn't appeal anymore,
Narcissistic and empty needs restored.

Lost in all the good gifts,
Focus to sift and re-shift.
Loss of first love,
Need renewed from above.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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