I love to read, escape the grind
As much in real
life seems unkind;
Why must countries
go to war?
What other horrors
lie in store?
Then money; some
we all must have
But having too
much turns us bad
‘Cos people matter
more than “things”
And friendship
untold riches brings.
As for that
buzzing news on line:
Too much to take
in; we drink wine
Or dabble in mind
worlds unreal
Until we don’t
know what we feel.
If this is how
life is, I’m out
We just need those
we care about
A plague on data
overload!
My brain feels
ready to implode…
So, a cup of tea
and a good book
Curled up in cosy
inglenook
Provides the sanity
I need
Sweet respite from
this world of greed…
(c) Poet in the woods 2023