WHEN ONE WONDERS

This poem by James Walter Orr aka Easy aka ezseeker is written in rhyme and rhythm. It is a cry of pain.


WHEN ONE WONDERS


We've plumbed our own hearts,

'till they're too sore to touch.

We'd speak to your soul,

but our pain's grown too much.

We'll chew on our lips,

to not break down and cry,

and pass it along,

in the sweet by and by.

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