Poetry – Day 3

Concentration

Mind adrift cannot focus
My eyes glaze over the words on the page
Perhaps this is a journal
The words within were never meant for public consumption
I wonder if these old scribes thought about their future reader
What if they never meant for their words to be shared publicly?
Are we simply invading their privacy?
Peeking in to look upon secrets that we never meant to be revealed
To those scholars who might stumbled upon so-called hidden treasures
To them I say leave them be

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