A Poem of Life

The Life well lived is a long one,

long paths, winding turns,

the path’s a tough one

 

School is long and monotonous,

a career is hard to stick with,

relationships are getting shorter,

people are more and more thoughtless

 

I saw a crow today, made me think of Poe.

Not the panda but the poet, old and poor.

He had no money, not in his life lived

He died destitute, but really he was rich.

 

His life was dedicated, he worked hard.

He earned his riches in working with words.

 

This is a life people should follow,

This is a life well lived… his bank account hollow.

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