As last month came to a finish,
I felt my ego diminish,
Another layer shaved off,
Of my identity.
Now I feel closer to truth,
And I let the being move,
Dodging corona coughs,
With simplicity.
I live by the bliss,
Of "It is what it is",
Negating the strife,
While I sit in quarantine and rhyme.
I wish that everyone saw,
With the eyes God had brought,
To my comfortable life,
In this fearful time.
May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 9:45 PM UTC
As last month came to a finish,
I felt my ego diminish,
Another layer shaved off,
Of my identity.
Now I feel closer to truth,
And I let the being move,
Dodging corona coughs,
With simplicity.
I live by the bliss,
Of "It is what it is",
Negating the strife,
While I sit in quarantine and rhyme.
I wish that everyone saw,
With the eyes God had brought,
To my comfortable life,
In this fearful time.
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