The
word of curiosity…
The
symbol of insights
We
want to know…
That’s
why we ask
Full
of knowledge…
The
answers wait
Not
always welcoming…
It’s
the response still
Seeking
the truth…
Being
nosey
Inquisitive
to a specific end…
In
search to ease a vexing dilemma
Why?
The
heart of the spirit
The
soul’s working…
And
compiling comprehension
The
more we identify…
The
further we don’t
We’re consumed…
By issues infinite
©2003, 2004 Dennis
A. Dames
Nassau, Bahamas
E-Mail: dpoetry2002@yahoo.com
Web: Island Poetry Domain