Unhappy With It

Fascinated with a life of leisure.
With a quickness to pick,
Laziness over sacrifice and patience.
Few are hard pressed to admit,
They have not the slightest clue...
What route to happiness they would choose.

Although disappointed with choices selected.
And eventually becoming unhappy with it...
This freedom of choice thing.
Many attach to with a clinging.
And bombarded with too much variety we are.
With just a few allowing themselves to be specific,
As to what to them life means.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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