What, I wonder

becomes of he who reaps
where he does not sow?
is the fruit of his (non) labour sweet?
do the juices flow down deep?

How, I wonder

can such a person sleep?
are his dreams of meadows?
is his soul untainted by sorrow?
does his not dream of tomorrow?

Who, I wonder

can this person really be?
without a niche of shame within?
without fear and immune to sin?
searching nooks and crannies to reap

ยฉVivian Zems

February Writing Prompts 2/28

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