Anything can feel important
If we infuse it with meaning,
Even an item as simple as a napkin
Can provoke enough emotion
To render us speechless—
For we are the ones who define it.
It isn’t the napkin itself
But the importance weighed within it.
Because that is human nature,
To personify every item around us
So when we are left sitting alone
We can evade the loneliness
That’s bound to come.
We can lie to anyone in this world
But ourselves.
There is one person we can’t hide from—
One person who knows our secrets.
Left alone in hate, envy and lust—
Forever soiling our minds.
DannYetman
www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com
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