Inanimate

Who sees and does not describe,
who knows the truth
and nothing explains,
who can solve the equation,
but remains inert,
who knows right from wrong,
but nothing clarifies
who can do something good,
but nothing good does...
Is much less than human,
much less than a man...
Is much more an inanimate puppet,
life  It does not live... it just passes..!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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