Cowered, I live unto thee <br />Prostrate in submission to the Almighty <br />Time is transient as they walk in envy <br />For all these I say, is fitted to a “T” <br />To create a stir, a place within me <br />Oh, how foolish the world is <br />With its fumble and tumble <br />As one hurdles temper amidst the trouble <br />But what is beauty to a scar <br />That live in testament of this transient time <br />Echoing and calling to remember <br />This hungry lips to shiver <br />We did it…...<br /><br />Meggie Gultiano<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/transients/
