What Do We Really Need?
i saw a small boy...
sitting in the dirt,
underneath an old tree,
playing with sticks.
he was making them
talk to each other,
as if they were human...
perfectly content,
with a lot of imagination,
with very few needs.
and it made me stop and think...
what do we really need?
poem by Eric Cockrell

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