Precious, Life 201702100746

Life is meaningless,
Life is precious

Fine soil, streaming through our fingers
Days spent on mindless tasks

Worship money, justify suffering
Of others and ourselves, an endless pursuit

Everywhere, the poor and the infirm are the same
Walking past, how we avert our eyes

Ascribing meaning to that which has none –
Of precious things, we lose our sight [o]

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