Human

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Human

~

Unsatisfied I carry baggage, sagging flesh

and brittle bones weight heavy at times,

why question god’s well-made designs

if humanity lives on, lost along the ity

in the broken lives, human just a pity

if we can’t ever start afresh-

~

And there are moments, pumping blood

runs with joy and I breathe,

and I feel, but I seethe

at the injustice of being flesh, who I am

doesn’t matter, poor design being a man

unsatisfied, dragging baggage in the mud.

H.O

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