"Poetry & Rhymes" by William Hancock


“Selfish Sadness”

Selfish Sadness

Sitting here in my chair,
Out my window, I do stare,
All the world it seems so bare,
No one now does even care.

To and fro I see them go,
Endless nowhere no one knows.
As life deals its deadly blow,
No one cares the life they sew.

So much sadness in it all,
How they walk an endless hall,
Running round and chasing balls,
To finally hit that final wall.

Nothing here is even real,
Grabbing wealth like some big deal,
From their neighbors, they do steal,
While others hope to have a meal.

Selfish sadness is all I see,
As people starve and hope to be,
What I see it sickens me,
We all were meant to be so free.


William Hancock © All Rights Reserved


[ Image used:  www.morguefile.com/archive/display/844694 ]

Poem on Image:  placed by; written by  William Hancock © 2013′

3 responses

  1. "A Curious Mind"

    Reblogged this on "A Curious Mind".


    April 28, 2015 at 1:54 pm

  2. salinasjennifer79

    Great words!

    Liked by 1 person

    April 29, 2015 at 1:41 pm

    • "A Curious Mind"

      Thank You Jennifer 😉

      Liked by 1 person

      April 29, 2015 at 2:53 pm

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