Even Though | Poem

I look at the shining moon

Even though, it’s lost its beauty.

I look at you, with the same love

Even though, you are not mine.

I look at the world’s wonders

Even though, it’s lost its creativity.

I look in the mirror at my shadow

Even though, I am changed.

I look up at the never ending sky

Even though, I am feeling pity.

I look at the banger man, dying boy

Naked woman, corrupt politicians

Even though, I am doing nothing.

I act, I try my best, and I forget you,

Killed people in my writings

But still, I am in love with creativity

Even though, I am still a person of reality.

©sjwordsmith

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