Life Is But Mud? Poem by Chuy Amante

Life Is But Mud?



The water comes down on the rich and the poor,
It washes all clean, the pious and the whore!

If water were good and the dirt were affliction,
Can any good happen when the two have friction?

I live life in the mud, not in rhetorical fiction.

Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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