Nourishment

BREVITY

I need daily bread

Today more than ever,

Inside life is dead.

Tomorrow seems like never.

Life’s got too complicated

For me to figure out,

I’m lost and suffocated.

Nothing’s real but doubt.

The heavens aren’t opening

Raining manna like before.

I’m down here choking,

Begging for something more.

I could whine forever

About what isn’t fair,

Life isn’t suddenly better

You rise above despair.

John Northcutt Young

From More Poems of Brevity

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About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking.
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