A Lethargic’s Point

“And yet, for all our worrying…”

We spend our days in scurrying

We’ve people still to meet, and much to prove:

And yet, for all our worrying,

To get where we all go, we needn’t move

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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