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Dustman

This life is a
Smiling dustman

Collecting dust
On a lifespan

It is hard to
Worry these days

All on a gaze
Shall one day fade


Therefore, tell me
What pains to see

When my soft skin
No longer feels

In such a time
Of tomorrow

When I have paid
The debts I owe


This life is a
Smiling dustman

Collecting dust
On a lifespan

Melting a must
To all that frost

Made from the dust,
Returns to dust.


©2018 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

2 Comments

  1. Paroledipolvereblog says:

    Love it so much

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