What’s that skin you’re in


We live in a body and confuse ourselves with it.

The body is a body when nothing is in it.

Its made of clay or at least that’s what they say,

but the essence inside it most certainly isn’t.

We forget what we’re made of,

not a singular thing.

Our body is a skin suit we wear like our bling.

The soul that occupies this body we live in,

is immortal and loving though we often forget it.

Be nice to your body we can’t yet change sleeves,

but cooperate with it and then do as you please.

This body has a once in a lifetime use,

so use it well there is no excuse.

 

 

 

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