Chalk Life
Chalk Life
White chalk against the black board of life etches out
A soul that has no molecules to do so viably
Like a virus that has no real life of its own
Must seek out something else to define solidity in being
A hand to grasp what it is or it is not
Chalk can not talk
Is that discriminating?
Some say it is not as interesting as a man
A hand must move it along the edges of the mind
Be kind to your chalk when you are talking
Philosophy is not chalks favorite subject
Black chalk on black boards is even harder
To read into the state of being human
Something we can say definitively
Chalk is not
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