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Starving Truth

What’s the taste of a grilled chicken? Is it same as sands of our heaven? I wonder what it feels to swim in a clean pool. Why does everyone see me as a fool? What’s the taste of sweet grain? Is it same as those drops of the rain? I wonder what it feels to be rich. I always see myself doing beseech. What’s the taste of a good wealth? Is it different from our poor health? I wonder what it feels to eat food every day. Is it heavenly like what you always say? What’s the feeling of being me? Die in hunger under a dry tree. I wonder why I can’t be like you. You’re fortunate enough to be so you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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