* A question*

"Time is the coin of your life. It's the only coin you have and only you can determine how it will be spent.  Be careful lest you let others spent it for you."

Carl Sandburg



All ready made: the houses, the food.
Our news in soundbites, our stories pre-digested.
Communities with greenbelts, distant cousins of the woods,
humanity by no-win wars and struggles tested.

To inner self the Orient calls out
In endless babble, known as debate, the West is frothing.
Is my life's coin spent on routes of doubt?
And if it's spare change, why do we dread the end?


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