You Are Awalking Man Or A King Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

You Are A Walking Man Or A King

You are a walking man or a king or a hosts for a thousand requirements,

The sun, the air and the earth, nurtures your breath and your lungs,
a plant, before the walking spectacle, miracles and ensembles,becomes the memories of a man,

When the day remembers a God,
And his hand created a hosts of ambivalent temples to worship His name,

This god particles spawned the heart anda soul for his immortal belongings,
staked nature to provide you a throne,
build monuments and declare your fiefdoms,

A countless empires tried to rise and fall, wrote histories, and refashioned another song for their own reasons,
A countles oasis risesin the dessert,
And faced the countless challenges from the forces of nature,

And the incessant greed demands you for a fights and hankers for another mans territory,
Lusts made you covet the other mans wives and invade the other man's enclaves,

But finality, treachery, doom and death,
Thought the body was fragile and insubstancial,
And transitory transcendency made it die with your voice,
And rescinds all the god like particles of your soul,