Stuff
What is this stuff that collects all around?
Filled with new and old we just found.
Why do we need it to just throw away?
Makes me wonder our sanity we play.
We stuff ourselves with food in reams.
We stuff our clothes ripping their seams.
We stuff our heads with irrational fears.
We stuff our emotions full of tears.
Stuff of memories we long forgot.
Stuff our shelves with little what-not.
Stuff bucket lists with stuff we do not need.
Keeping up with the Joneses we heed.
If you are stuffing yourself right now.
Think of the consequences you plow.
Overindulgence is nothing but stuff.
Will we ever know when enough is enough?
Typical Stuff Dilemma by Ron with MS Designer
I spent my life minimizing my consumption. Until I was 30,
acquired was used or a wanted or unwanted hand me down gift.
Except for electronics.
But as I age and my disability requires more stuff, my house
is filled with things I never thought I would ever buy or have
in any quantity in the house. I still manage to keep my brain
clear of irrational fear that is rampant all around us.
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