beware of the dusts
whirling around
they kill the purity
of your sight
you have no reason
to be hurt
they are just passer-by
melted, gone and evaporated
Like you and I
the rest of us
we are only a living dust
above this dusty world
Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dust-in-the-dusty-world/
