-When All Is Gone-
by Keaton Foster
Twelve Line Poem
Stuff, things, items
Ownership and stewardness
Appreciation over our possessions
Not a single thing left to dereliction
Always doing what we see as right
But be assured when all is gone
There will be nothing to admire
Nothing for which to truly aspire
There will just be a void filled hole
A bottomless pit in which to fall
Downward we all are meant to go
And all that we once kept will be for naught…
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