'Fragile' Poem by Ray Lucero

In this great world of God's Creation
Souls stand abreast awaiting activation

Sublimely crafted this human form
Vibrant, alive and ever-warm

Newborn babes;
Delicate, supple as downy swaddle
Resilient, you need not coddle

Anomalous wonder this human being
With ears that hear, eyes for seeing

Lo, change comes without warning
Many diseased, hot fevers burning

Fragile one, fragile masses
Life takes hold and quickly passes