Dust Poem by Zinger Wingz

Dust



Im not dust
I'm nothing.. More than flesh more than bones
But not worthy of a higher appraisal than dust.
I'm owed nothing,
Not respect nor recognition as one whom you share humanity with.
And like Dust, you see me and wipe me away
but dust returns...
And I'm not Dust.

Wednesday, August 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: lost,sad
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Zinger Wingz

Zinger Wingz

Windhoek, Namibia
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