Becoming a Being
I wonder where the essence of life lies
I guess it is not in making a living
But in living
In being
But when do I do that?
I make a living,
As an illegal foreign worker
Mowing lawns
As a maid washing dirty dishes
As a toll collector in highway
As a worker in sweat shop
As a child hooker
As a garbage collector
As a secretary
I
As a man or woman
Work
Eat and sleep
While the days roll into night
And night into day
When do I I start living
And become a being.
Before I die?
((*.*))
Sept 22, 2002 |