Emptiness Of A Full Suitcase Poem by Arno Le Roux

We hold suitcases a while to travel

Are never told that at life to marvel

Given the choice mystries unravel

A sudden spurt of greed wells cup

Suit we wear this life fast dries up

Case we fill with goods sums up

To the lid eventually we can't close

Travel alone while we all miss those

Not a memory for the case we chose

To the day we have to stop and unpack

Fill the case what we bought a stack

Up we used time for memories we lack


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