Sometimes
Sometimes life seems to slither along so well,
Other times it appears to be some ethereal foil
And all I see is the vanity of the fleeting breath,
The uselessness of labor and the airs of tiring toil.
Copyright © Hannington Mumo | Year Posted 2015
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