Touching

Oh! man created from clots of blood in the image
and likeness of God; given all the authority under
heaven and earth to command like God, shout
all the praises and gratitudes to the One, who give
thy living soul to make us one

believes that the beautiful Lilies comes and grow
in a muddy and dirty oasis of pond, that the fish
we catch and eat lives in the a polluted water as
the big trees grown and stand in a waste soil of
this earth

lives in the life of touching, sapping your negative
to positive atmosphere, don't wake up to face
yesterday, for that day has already come, as the
dawning rays of memories, always face of what
will be today, for only this day that will tell you of what
will be the next day

life is touching others to go, to lead, to live and to
remember that we are just subjourners to other,
always sharpen the pen, in your way take always
and cloth yourself the wisdom of tomorrow, for it
certainly comes in a most unexpected rays

be on alert; take it easy for everything will be ready
to face of what will be the day next today.....

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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