My heart punched my mind
No more watching it then said
It all happened just when I noticed
When a train journey me carried
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'And who is not dirty? Are humans perfect and pretty? ' Like the dirty feet, let's think about ourselves. Secretly we are enormously dirty. If our dust could assemble on our faces, could we see each others' faces? Thanks for this excellent poem,10+++
a habbit of ours..nowadays a political stunt too..whether hygenic or no..whether there i respect in it or not..all depends and varies person to person..arare subject
And who is not dirty? Are humans perfect and pretty? - - - - - - - - Yes, a very wise question to ponder before pointing fingers at others..A nice poem.