Buttons Of The Soul

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He was hardworking, but he was charming;

He used his eyes to work, because he was an accountant;

Then one day he got ill, his eyes succumbed to Glaucoma;

His wife stuck by him, though she grew cold;

When days of self-pity came, he remained spirited;

Though he desired more, he grew contented with her;

He chained himself, with the thirst of understanding life;

He cooked when his wife was “late”, and hugged her the following day;

One day there was a party, and friends and relatives were coming;

He stood at the door, and he gave each a warm handshake;

Only one insisted for a hug, and she said he was a good man.

Then he removed his glasses, and stared as if he had eyes;

His wife was serving the guests, so all he said was thank you;

All he was thinking was the hug, he has not felt so alive for eight years.

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About Kabue Charles

As a software architect, I am specialized in .NET and JavaScript. As an entrepreneur, I invest my time, money, energy and will in creating things that will make lives better. As a philosopher, I learn about happiness, people and my environment. As a poet, I write about human transcendence. As a man, I am modest moralist, a centrist, a progressive evolutionist and a man of quotable quotes

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