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Book 3 Page 35
In my little little world
In my little little world
I have become complacent with the larger world outside,
which lies beyond the confines of my
house, my TV, and the bed in which I lie.
In my little little world
I do not know what it is like to be starving and poor.
For in my life I have alway’s had food and shelter and felt safe
and never have I felt the suffering and anguish of war.
For in my little little world
pain and suffering is not a way of life.
In this little world, (which is by comparison) so
very, very sweet, and so very, very nice.
In my little little world
I sometimes forget that my ‘perspective is so very, very small,’
until the pain of suffering occasionally
gives me a call.
And then I am reminded of my
little, little world,
which by comparison (to the big wide open world is)
so very very small.
dominicj7@poetry.net.au © Written by Dominic John Gill www.poetry.net.au 24/6/99