A Loan

You thought your life was yours but every breath
has been delivered to you since your birth,
and though you’ve earned by work your daily bread,
that too depends on sun, and rain, and Earth.
Not only what you breathe, and drink, and eat
depend on things beyond you – not your own –
you can’t foresee how long your heart will beat –
the life you thought was yours is just a loan.
What will you do with life that has been lent,
the life that has been given you to borrow,
the home of flesh for which you pay no rent,
that’s here today and may be gone tomorrow?
You’re given life. Will you be just a taker
or will you dedicate it to your Maker?

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Mario A. Pita

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2 Responses to A Loan

  1. Alheri says:

    Beautiful poem! ❤ ❤

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