Life

Stay I puzzled.. how life’s such a mystery

In the luster of glee

Éclat, oomph and savvy

Where filth one’s

is another’s affluence

Necessities whose fulfilled with trash someone’s

Greed in the rich causing poverty

Though with pockets full, yet hearts empty

Barren their homes, though make plenty

Dying alive is a billionaire with an incurable ailment

Or the guy from the slum without nutriment

Or you or me for something impermanent

to live yet

another unknown bit

of a moment soon to be last

stepping into the blind future

with a dream, a hope, a desire

to see tomorrow again.. or perhaps never