Rose Marie Juan-austin Life Poems

I wrapped my being
With simple things
To ensure that pleasure of the flesh
And material things
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Dust settles and hides
In his hair and forehead.
It travels to his face
When he perspires profusely.
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He was given a life
A life devoid of life
He lives just to live
He breathes just to live.
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We were born naked,
With empty hands
And clenched fists.
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