Sun, 04/08/2018 - 14:59 -- Ash17

We live in a world

Where we take so much.

We need more, more, more.

Always more. Never enough.

They say it's enough,

But is it really?

Can we ever be satisfied?

Do we own our possessions,

Or do they own us?

This poem is about: 
Our world


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