I simply can’t go to bed without chatting to my Bloggets. I
hope tomorrow I will have some time to talk with you all. Today I have been
working for the big office so have had only two minutes to write a poem for you
and that was “Reborn on the mountain. There is a deep message in that poem.
Reading it back, it looks like the main character is God. Well, that was not my
intention. People becoming complacent was the point I wanted to get across.
Some people have nothing in life. For whatever reasons,
their lives change. They forget how they arrived at their palace of perfection.
The little people who they step on to get to where they wanted to be. The
little people who are not little in size but insignificant to the person who
has it all.
If you read the poem I would be interested to know who you
think that is talking to the people. Conscience
perhaps?
Well as my darling Teen of a Son is raiding my kitchen I
will go for now to the land of shut eye and rescue the kitchen before there is
no food left.
Nighty night. Till tomorrow. X
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