Life of a fragile human Like a magical illusion Woven with love and hate Frequently blames fate Strives to achieve their goal By playing their role. With vice and virtue Friends and foes hurt you. Feeling the winters breath Lives with the fear of life in death Loss of ray of hope Yet with mustard seed of cope Endeavours to reach the coast, Entwine with pain and gain Fragile human remain, Or the toil is lost. Merlin Dorcus #napowrimo#fragilityofbeinghuman#merlin poem#yqbaba#poemtime
