The Second Noble Truth

A bird flew by and pissed on me.
Its motive? None; it had to pee.
The world is filled with such
Misfortunes, odd events which
Aren't foreseen, and, though our
Grasping natures leave us focused
On what brings us pain, some
Odd events occasion joy. Such
Pleasures, sadly, do not last,
As we persist because we grasp,
And start, and curse, and change
Our ways when birds fly by
And pee.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-06-30 at 16:22

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