"The Gift"

Sun, 04/14/2013 - 13:22 -- am123s


United States
39° 50' 58.4052" N, 75° 21' 20.6856" W

I’m not an exception
To the rule
Yet, I try so hard
I’m like one grain in the sand
A particle in the sky
I’m nothing but a spectacle
Yet, I try so hard

What separated the Milky Way?
What separated Earth?
What separated light from the abyss?
What separates me from
7 billion people?

Is passion a blessing or a curse?
To love for the inevitable outcome
HE gives 7 billion gifts
How many can use them?
Like everyone’s given oxygen
But some still can’t breathe
Yet, I try so hard


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