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WARNING!
Do not read if you're allergic. If you insist, then read at your own risk! XD

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(A Speck Of Dust)

Since the dawn of time
I'm hanging high up there.

I witnessed the genesis
on its first flare.

I come in zillions,
soaring everywhere.

My body is floating
With each gust of air.

Yet they say despicable.
Is it not unfair?

***

Not everything said,
is a proven truth.

In fact, I'm not petty ashes,
locked inside a booth.

I'm from your skin, your hair,
A shred of a broken tooth.

Part of your past, present, future,
Of your childhood and youth.

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There's no living without me.
My magic will ever touch thee.

A plant, a house, animal or tree.
If I don't exist, Earth couldn't be.

Humans think I'm vile and ugly,
that I'm harmful so I must flee.

How cruel of them as they
Run around hunting me.

***

They say I'm motes of dirt,
Bits of germs and fluff.

Nobody knows my power,
I'm mighty, I'm truly tough.

I make you sneeze, and choke,
I make you cry, I make you cough.

You can't ignore my presence,
I'm here to make you huff.

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You may think I'm nothing,
I'm false and telling a lie.

Look around, feel my presence,
I'm here and you can't deny.

I'm potent, I'm dominant,
Do not turn a blind eye.

We are one and the same,
'Ashes to ashes' we identify.

For when you 'bite the dust',
You turn to me when you die.

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This poem was previously written for a contest months ago, (this version is a bit cleaned up. No pun intended 😉)  but I think it suits the theme of this book. Apparently​, Dust feels unappreciated  XD