Dust © 2008
written by Glen Yumang Manese
a.k.a. Filipino American Dream

I do not want to see death no more
though the need comes each day
closer to the reflection of the moon
that nothing can ever stand upright
only to lay down in hope for peace
a resting area to the numbers ahead
waiting for your turn in line to cease
no longer in doubt to the question
in moving on and dissolving back
into cosmic dust of the cosmos

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