A Thought

It seems to me that people worry

Yet claim to live worry free

Two letter words dictating the life of the individual

When they represent that of a collect

You are a Noun

The Noun is you

Get it wrong and see it through

Towards a world wrathful in the few

Professionals in worry

As if their noun is a currency

Shorten it for me

Don’t even bother with the means

Of when or why

Or how with goodbyes

Simply worry too much

About the thing that the other possess

A name term they use for all

Mistakenly embraced by one

For you cannot claim ownership

Over that which belongs to we

Worry not whether I name thee

Something of correction of ornamental leaves

As if those branches could take away that fruit within

Worry not for the simple professionals

Unaware of their nouns power

Worry only for the basic flower

That blooms within you labeled

Name

For the Noun is of more importance than a pro could ever hope