Am I more than a deck of plastic cards?
What evidence that I exist is there?
A mosaic of vague, digital shards
How many losses can anyone bear?
Consider how tenuous our lives are
How quickly they do erode and dissolve
How many portals do they quickly bar?
This problem could take lifetimes to resolve
Negotiating with bored bureaucrats;
Navigating endless online mazes
This process could grind any mountain flat
Replacing rogue effects a good mind dazes
Protect your things with steadfast vigilance
Their loss leads to a plunge vertiginous!
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (3)
This process could grind any mountain flat I like how this is used!
Not me thinking Portefueille Perdu was a dessert 🤣🤣🤣 Luckily I Googled it, lol. Loved your poem!
Poor wallet, it's feeling most sorry for itself.