RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Life's Dust - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Many major arteries in life's circles are clogged as they reach endlessly for the sky - silently, furtively, closing avenues of perspective reliance.
Altogether finalizing performances of others with jealousy and greed.
Taking away livelihoods of people with scant concern for their future
Choking lifeblood of many beings, sacrificing none of their own for worldly obligations and duties, burying carcasses of would-be caring, human individuals.
Starving many to feed their own egos, creating a make-believe sense of security.
Fabricating life as they wish, breaking spirits, hopes and dreams for future generations.
Leaving debris of their telltale associations like dust on the streets of hell.
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