He is Capable #poetry

His largesse is inexplicable.

Without him, no one is able,
to move a chair or mount a table.
Or anything else for that matter, not even a needle.
I won’t be able,
to breathe or eat or sit at a table,
with my family, friends, enemies ( pick a label).
Think about it, life is a fable.
Till the day we die, from when we left the cradle.
We are all feeble, weak, light…