Poem ... Changed Expectation
Those things that cling
Enticing me to pursue
Soon to be mine
Soon in my view
Does it matter
Destruction they bring
Forests are cut
To make that thing
But it is my right
To have what I want
To fill my expectation
To avoid the don't
Reconsider perhaps
My want is must
Those things I affect
Is it perhaps just
I know I can change
Not needing those things
Making life a little easier
Changed expectation brings
Rabid Poet
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