So much we miss of life
troubled by every shift of the wind
yet look, see the detail
as the frond of a sail of leaf waves
green beauty in every line.
Forget else, see humanity a drop of life
unconscious in the flood,
un-minding, a child's laughing happy face
midst the squalor of slum dirt-
life is beautiful,
every rolling grain
of the sands of time.
©GayUganda
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