All The Same Poem by Emeka Chunye
All The Same
As a child i did play
As an adult i do stray
I serve like a slave
But a king does the same
The satisfaction of my ego
I do crave.
The holy ones of Vatican,
If like me,
no shame.
Step by step
I walk to my grave,
Every living shall,
Whole or lame.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,mind,one,oneness
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4/19/2024 6:59:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The holy ones of Vatican Thanks for sharing this with us. Sylva-Onyema Uba