not quite sure who you are referring to here, I'm thinking perhaps since no one is exactly alike, it makes us wonder about each other, sometimes our thoughts are the same but we'll never know since most of us prefer to keep our thoughts to ourselves
or it could simply be you're wondering why is this person buying the things they are buying? I find myself sometimes walking behind someone in the supermarket and wondering why they have a pile of things in their cart and I have only two items in my...do they know something that I don't?
In the course of creating myself in the image my father had envisioned, I present myself a seasoned man of power and strength with a penchant for wordsmithing. Although I have seen the darker side of life as an oppressed underpriviledged black man, I have also seen the beauty of the words created in a labyrinth of colorful beauty where only the enlightened may see the inner depth of the soul who has connected them. Alas I am here to bring the inner seeds of my existence and share in the joys I endeavor to project through my poetry.
Beautiful and powerful piece there.. and just so RICH with expressions.. Great work, again!
ReplyDeleteI do, too.
ReplyDeleteThat "have to imagine" sounds like a defence mechanism necessary for survival! Dramatic, dynamic poem!
ReplyDeleteAs always, your writings are packed with stark emotions that the reader feels deeply. Wonderful!
ReplyDeletenot quite sure who you are referring to here, I'm thinking perhaps since no one is exactly alike, it makes us wonder about each other, sometimes our thoughts are the same but we'll never know since most of us prefer to keep our thoughts to ourselves
ReplyDeleteor it could simply be you're wondering why is this person buying the things they are buying? I find myself sometimes walking behind someone in the supermarket and wondering why they have a pile of things in their cart and I have only two items in my...do they know something that I don't?
Very evocative; it seems to me that you are looking on to some alien creatures.
ReplyDeletewhat are they thinking, indeed. I like the rhythm of your poem.
ReplyDeleteimagining...!
ReplyDeleteI'm wondering along with you.
ReplyDeleteHow would one know? It's a thinking man's process, for sure! :)
ReplyDeleteIt is what we apparently are all wondering.
ReplyDeleteI like the flow of this very much.
enigmatic. layered questions about needs real and manufactured, how we satisfy hunger.
ReplyDeleteanother powerful piece!
Most enjoyed, just stumbled into your creative world
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