Idle Lives Live to Wander

Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Reset to ponder,
Why they choose fits to drift...
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Why,
There are others who believe...
They live just to be on bended knees.
Begging freely from a 'Deity'.
In a pleading to make easier,
A way of life they accept to breathe.

Idle lives live to wander,
Under discouraged eyes...
Reset to ponder,
Why they choose fits to drift...
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

Idle lives live to wander,
In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

In a constant need.
Of wanting to please.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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