Thoughts dictated on phone on Sunday walk.
What would you trade
to keep on putting food
on the plate?
Why don't we shed
the parts of us
that turned out bad?
Where do you stay
Every passing moment
night and day?
When will you stand
against the things that don't make
sense?
Which tunes to play on the little
instrument that you have?
How will you measure your worth
on the last day in this earth?
© Ratish
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