Friday, January 17, 2014

Poem: Contentment


By: Joi Maree Flowers

The same is just as

With silence imprisoning the voice
With complacency paralyzing a move
With sleep sedating a dreamer's dream
As comfort reigns as King

As hope is tainted
As faith lacks dependency
As direction stops at its resting place
To reside in a home built on a rocky foundation

To comply to the norm
To accept the mediocre of commonality
To resist the will power to succeed
As becoming is conquered by being

With eyes looking
To the left and right
And backwards
Of familiar surroundings

Content with the referral of a life acceptable as good

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