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Irrelevant
Who are you but a fleeting breath,
Out of the mouth of God,
Just a grain of sand slipping,
Passing from one chamber to the next...
Foolish to think you matter,
that you are something set aside for greatness!
You are nothing, a hole in the landscape of life,
Just a low spot upon which to stumble,
It is irrelevant to decide,
This is always what shall be,
Not making up of minds will effect or change...
Indeed, the earth is but a
Indeed, the earth is but a speck in the universe and we are specks in comparison to the earth, individually and our personalities are irrelevant all that matters is the mouth of God from which we comes and from whose words we are guided. Nice poem my man, keep up the good art.