One don’t ask…
To be the hunter…and go hungry
To be poor…yet extremely generous
To be rich but unremittingly needy
One just knows.
To be a lover…but not be loved
To be discriminated…yet belong
To be philanthropic and remain selfish
One just knows.
To heal within...yet die slowly
To be ignorant… and remain erudite
To savagely be but remain adorable
To be born, one don’t ask.
18.01.10
Sylvi Sylva
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