Why The Mystery?A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY
If everyone thought the same
it would be a boring world. Too much of the same thing tends to become uninteresting. Humans are habitual creatures. If we find something that interests us, it gets repeated. Here comes the addiction. No matter what the habit is, it turns into an addiction. Life is a mystery. Curious as I may get, I can't find the beginning of time. What makes it a mystery, Tomorrow. Fingerprints. Eyes. We just don't know the Why's. Why life comes and goes, only God knows.
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5 Reviews Added on October 12, 2017 Last Updated on October 12, 2017 AuthorROXANE DORSEYbaltimore, MDAboutlove poetry since it has been embedded in my mind deeply way back when I was 4 years old. A very good reader in pre-school. Nursery rhymes tuned me in even deeper. more..Writing
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