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Dec 2019
What is the pinnacle
Of man’s desires?
What is the loftiest
Of our goals?

Is it to live
In material comfort
Hunger, cold, poverty
Kept at bay?

When we are warm
Well fed, comfortable
To what do we turn
Our unique energies?

It is towards power?
Fame?
Authority?

Is it more wealth?
That drives us on?

Or is it the happiness
Of those around us?
Families, friends
Humans, animals?

We must ask ourselves
Honestly
For what purpose
Beyond self service
Are we here?
2nd Dec 2019
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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