Another Day of Fleeing Life
ANOTHER DAY OF FLEEING LIFE
Jaundiced eyes peered
from skeletal sockets
reflecting the daily fear:
Not of inevitable death;
but the agony of life another day.
The permanent stoop
of the frail body---aping
a living trophy of submission,
had long prepared its self
to endure the daily scavenge
of the garbage heap:
What a pity;
even a dying man must eat!
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