Mammal-
I am stuck
in the dust
surrounded by the grime
during time
in the dirt miraculously I am bound
no water no air
but yet I breathe
I am alive synthetically conjoined inhabited by the wave
First breath from God
placed inside a mound of soil
mixed with moisture blood clear runs red
Vegetable fed
Fleshly heart beating soul
Spirit born in encased in dusty-soil
Temperate boil created by all mighty God
Soul I trod
I am called
Mammal
10/6/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
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