Thoughts Few

obelisks are testament to ancient rockets

i need a crowd of emptiness

rockets glare, trumpets blare, dreams snared, wishes dared

Religiosity the death of us all

spiritual harmony a needed breath

fresh air, clean water, rich greens

tine for a long walk

the discovered undiscovered beckons

Copyright © Willie T. Huggins Jr.

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