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Poetry By: Mezquiteno

just some words I wrote down when wondering..

Submitted:Oct 13, 2011    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

After some time of living I know nothing.

Nothing is sure and wonder is everything.

Someone once said that with years comes knowledge,

I lived more than 20 now and still I feel on the edge.

The days, months and years bring to my understanding,

The more I learn, the more I am left wondering.

Maybe I cannot understand that which I seek,

Maybe I'm only intended to reason and to speak.

But yet I can't help wonder about the many things I do not know,

Who's or what is out there and his or their face do not show?

I wonder who inteded for me to live,

Who did this gift of life to me give?


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