Like A symbol yet unknown
Looks like love sometimes hate
Looks like faith cheating on hope
Looks like fear breading on dreams
Looks like health depending on wealth
Looks like strength hoping on age
Looks like status owing to power
Looks like trust standing on friendship
Looks like hardwork depending on success
Looks like greed in comfort
Looks like laziness in contentment
Looks like envy in wishes
What Manner of life is this
What sorcery is this
Why lay claims to love life
When no one cares for but themselves
A life where breastfeeding mothers feed no more
A life where fathers flee from children
A life where the world fails humans
A life where nature cries for help
A life where death is celebrated more than life
A life where wealth is more valuable than life
A life where the earth is a sinking hole
Oh! What manner of life is this?
—Michael C. Odiah © 2017
The selfish and ego-blinded will always assume that the mud puddle is deeper than it really is — because that shallow, surface reflection is all they know for the most part. We must all strive to make life better for all, not just one or a few. Thank you for bringing this to light with your excellent poem!
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Looks like life… complex, confusing, contradictory. Thank you.
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