THE ENTITY
The mass of liquid, bone and skin.
Placed on a planet of sorrow, hopes and pain,
Sweats form the hot, chills from the cold, thirst from
dry, soaks from rain.
A combination of all these, one must endure,
To harvest the orbs for diseases it cures.
So why worry about the frame you're in,
The spirit you hold will remain after the skin.
With spirit set on the contentment plain,
Fight not to enrich the frame but comfort the
entity that always remains.
~~~~~
B.McVay
9-21-73
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