the rice
that had served
so well
has turned out
to be
our undoing

is there
anything at all
that’s worthy of
your, my, our
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  1. Nice. Makes me want to know more about what’s going on here .

  2. just a question in mind as i look at the state of our world now. 😉

  3. We have sated ourselves but what is left?

  4. fellowship with the weaver?

  5. We all doubt everything. Rationalize everything. Even faith is questioned.

  6. pathetic i know…

  7. I like this, CS.
    It is a clever poem.
    The words fit perfectly.

  8. I really, really like this. Deceptively simple, but loaded with so much meaning.

  9. thank you, Suzan and J.D. for your lovely comments!

    just trying to put myself into someone’s shoes.

  10. Trust, perhaps. But faith can be dangerous.

  11. ah…the grey line seperating trust and faith…

  12. Isn’t that the question that has always haunted humanity? Very nicely written, CS!

  13. thank you, Vesper!

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