WorkA Poem by cynthiabuhainbaelloWorkI wonder, how comeLittle insects Work to eat, While intelligent man becomes Slave to Poverty and Defeat? I wonder too, with all his wealth, Man is empty of happiness, Spending much to ruin his health, Destroying the Earth with carelessness. Man is the only creature blessed To have the mind to work and think But how come this is what I assessed: In Self-destruction, he seems to sink? © 2012 cynthiabuhainbaelloReviews
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StatsAuthorcynthiabuhainbaelloTarlac, North, PhilippinesAboutI just write poetry and enjoy it. I also write essays and short stories (posted in another site). Thank you for taking time to view my page and my writings and I appreciate all who read and leave a.. more..Writing
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