Poetry Blog by Graham Sherwood

Weighed and Measured

Without our knowledge

or compliance,

we are, all of us

being weighed in the balance.

The religious may cry

good versus evil,

atheists would say

luck or loss.

To travel is to smell

a different soil,

to settle is to feel safe

as gravity’s ward.

The dust, to which

we will all surely return,

may be fertilized or sterilized

by this measured worth.

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