In Search

Jamaica June 1968

In this barren waste
I move about in time and space
Burdened with yokes of sorrow
Fearing the pinions of tomorrow
Among humanity I walk alone
Seeking Eternity’s Throne
Many say I have lost my mind
I deem them not rude or unkind

If I am truly insane
I am geared to take the strain
Even in my insanity
I deplore this decadent society

A wanderer in body and spirit am I
With sublime desires hovering between earth ad sky
Seeking to find my true worth
In the culmination of another birth

Kenneth George Dill

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