I hear and see little
That I can push away
The world at large
Makes a fiery playground
Where helmets are not
Worn to defend
But to offend
And the passionate cries
Of the banal
Drowned out
The echoing sound
Of the imperative


2 thoughts on “Thoughtless

  1. Hello, my son convinced me to keep my blog and changed the name for it.So I am attempting a fresh start.Just done 3 hrs gardening,bliss,hope you well x

    • I’m glad for you both,staving off gardening myself for a bit,we still have about 3ft of snow,lol. We’re all well thanks! I’m blessed w/a remarkable family,much love& hope for you. Thank your son for me too:)

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