So, It's Black Friday - for some days. And I bought a pair of crocs that I didn't need.
Mea Culpa!
Stuff
Stuff.please save me;
I’ve had enough
of stuff.
I came into life
without anything,
and I shall leave
with nothing.
So, how did
I acquire
the desire
for more stuff?
Is it what I want;
or what I need;
or is it just to feed
my consuming greed?
And stuff,
Is filling me up,
and I’ve had enough
of all that stuff.
So, let me aspire
to no longer acquire,
any more of that
Stuff!
© D G Moody 2022
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Poetry by D G Moody
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Written on 2022-11-26 at 16:31
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