By Jane Aguiar
In this world of humans, humanity needs support. A helping hand should be extended, not selfishness. The pat on the back has disappeared somewhere. Curses are easily received now, humanity itself is dead. Live till death or live dying. We have to decide now. We have to decide how much and how to live till dying. Want to cry a lot, want to free my heart, but my eyes are dry. They need a shoulder to cry on, they need someone to lean on. Now the measure of iniquity is full, misdeeds are overflowing. Momentary pleasures are enjoyed, but no one improves…. ©️ Jane Agu site: https://meandmyliterature.wordpress.com/
Good afternoon and thank you so much, Juan for publishing my poetry 🙂
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Such a poignant poem Jane. Somehow, I feel the same as your poem states. Perhaps it’s my health or the situation in my country. Let’s try to live well till we’re alive
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Yes, this is everyone’s current situation. Someone expects something from us but we can’t help it by being helpless, Sadje ❤️
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Very true my friend
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Thank you so much, dear Sadje!
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Always my pleasure
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❤️❤️
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🙏🏼
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Beautifully worded, Jane. How sad to see how dystopian our world has become.
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Yes, our life has changed a lot. All are struggling to live. Thank you so much,Nancy💕
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Thank you for reblogging 😊
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