Naked Truth Poem by me poet yeps poet

What of truth.....

compare not your life with others'...
you may not have shoes
but he no feet
take care
we all are born deficient of something something
just think how we must care
to be happy with what we wear
many in December snow
walk almost nude bare.....

The stars are hidden
so no one at all can stare

they want to live in pathways and tunnels
where others smoke
they only smell

So never with a donkey compare
your share
just breathe in some warm
smoky air..