Being Impoverished or Am I?A Poem by jane7z2008the house the car the money have all disappeared its a struggle somedays being in financial arears I owe everyone and their brother and am falling further behind I have my moments when I ask myself what was I thinking? Living by myself On near poverty wages. lonely fragile feelings at time invade going through all these stages Losing all these material "things" and semi security no one else to share the brunt of this with me but even now there is joy in my soul a peace in the hurricane. This earthly matter that consumed so much of my time and energy is leaving me weightless free to be whole piercing through as a shard of laser light shining through dissecting what seemed to be reality cutting it down and blessing me taking this burden from me material things be gone except that which I need bring me to that place where I effect harmony and caring to those around as the dross is taken out of my spirit.
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Added on December 6, 2013 Last Updated on December 6, 2013 Authorjane7zDenver, COAboutI enjoy writing especially poetry as it allows to express the essence of who I am and my experiences in a very creative way whether it's considered "good" or "bad." In the last years of writing I have.. more..Writing
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