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Book 20 Page 40
My cup is empty
My cup is empty
I cannot see far.
I cannot open the doors
in front of me ajar.
It seems I have used up all my hope,
I’m blinded by the dark.
And all around me I see ‘selfishness,’
and schools of savage sharks.
My eyes are shut to love,
my mind has been drawn inwards.
For as I look upon the world I see injustices
on all sides and onwards.
My cup it seems is empty,
my love has all dried up.
And now I look down into the well,
of my living cup.
© Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au dominicj7@poetry.net.au Created on 5/6/00