A poem about struggling to find meaning when meaning’s all around you.

Numbers, numbers,
It’s no wonder,
How the world turns,
How the world burns,
It’s hurting me,
It’s hurting you,
And what do we do?
We revel in it,
We rebel,
We fail in it,
It’s our home,
Our life,
To struggle and die,
On this rock,
On this plot,
Not far from the Sun

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  • Peter Cimino on Nov 27, 2009

    Sometimes the meaning your life is right in front of you and you can’t see it. Well done

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