Mundanely Blessed
(A Poem written after the earthquake)
My daily grind
Fruitless yet again
I trudged along with
Thoughts of pure disdain
How did I come to find
This life mundane
An answer is needed
To the 'why?'
The Earth shook …
You dare not see?
The media showed
Such horrid tales
Stories of tragic losses
Far extending
Time taken from
Global concerns
Politics, economy and wars
Seemingly indistinct...
Awaken us more
The Earth trembled again
It was not through
I now embrace
Each trivial breath
Feeling rise and fall
Within my chest
There is no pondering
Of next meal or home
Mundanely blessed am I
The Earth is quiet now
But there's no rest
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