Mass of Men (Blogophilia 25.13)

 




The mass of men lead 

Lives of quiet desperation

They rise in the morning

Work or not

Interact or not

Complain it is

The longest day


They rage to the Lord

Over a lot with no control

Not knowing whether

They matter or not

He cares or not

Assuming the best

Fearing the worst


And in when it is all over

They look to the heavens

For one last time

Is it true or not

Is it light or not

It is not the worst

It truly is the best. 


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Topic-Michele Marko King


Pic Christine Wichman


Pic Guesses: Bath time, Bubbly, I am the queen, wet, kitty cleans, relax


Comments

  1. Wonderful verse. 8 points Earthling

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  2. I can relate to this, as I suspect.. You may too. Excellent! -Dave Schrader

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  3. Does seem like we've had a lot of really long days this year

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  4. Love the poem!

    Irene

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  5. Beautiful poem for the times....really feeling this today! xoxo

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  6. Great poem. Every day this year seems like the longest day. I have to keep believing in the light.

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  7. Insightful words indeed

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