so many equations, so many formulas, different justifications,
contained in one brain, judged by one heart,
24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year,
where am I? where are you? where are they?
time runs fast, the marathon seems endless,
infinite necessity, one must give,
~ through the fabric of one’s sweat.
Created equal? ~in the same planet, we watch the same sun, we enjoy the same moon, we breathe the centralized air. But at the end of the day; others get to sleep in a soft bed, enjoy gorgeous galore of nutritious food, others don’t.
(The men in the picture are not beggars; they are laborers, exhausted laborers.)
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