Searching

by jaybird1

My brother drowned himself in booze,
never knew his own true worth.
What bothered him we'll never know.
This became his way to search.

My granddaughter was deep in drugs,
disaster ever perching.
Her demons chased her day by day,
this was her way of searching.

I try to write my poetry,
to ease my inner thirsting.
In simple words I try to say,
why I will keep on searching.

Through life we each should search and find,
what motivates our soul and mind.

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Life is a constant search, until death finally claims us.
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