Life, What Is? Poem by Rudi de Beer

Life, What Is?



for the days have passed
since i last wrote
a poem in words
words of dirt

now its changed
like everyday
a simple routine
with no play

i cough up my anger
for i cannot win
my pain is to great

caught up in anger
stress
sin

for these will not be
where i lay my head

from dust to dust
id lay pure instead

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 04 March 2010

There is the othere side of the coin.

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