Thirst, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

ThirstThirst, William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1886)

Thirst

My mind tells me that I constantly thirst
To village water well I do travel
I drink and drink until ready to burst
With a mind which begins to unravel

Leather faced man did ask why so perplex
To the message receiving from my mind
Quickly offered the reason for my vex
It is not water that I need to find.

You eagerly thirst for love and knowledge
Without them you are a beast of burden
Seek them and be removed from your bondage
Ignorance keeps you behind the curtain

World is an exciting place to explore,
All needed is will to open the door.

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bobsieczkiewicz

Husband, Father, Grandfather, Lover of all beautiful things. I love to read and write poetry. My favorite hangouts are libraries and museums and yet I love being outdoors. I am a dreamer of things that could be.

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