WHAT WE ARE

 

our identity, our loss 

lack of wisdom and basics 

canonizing what is not meant to be 

we are so poor, wretched and gross 

our true reflecting is farce 

false existence, false religions

inhaling carbon dioxide, calling it oxygen 

the air is best enjoyed with mono oxide 

we rate our existence with pride 

flourishing in our ego and resentment 

historical creatures made of clay 

living ungodly and disarray 

as bridle is to the mouth of a horse 

tamed and lame it looks in it

we are far worse than animals 

nature ought to liquidate our existence 

we careless of our very own specie 

withholding love, care and comfort 

our heart inhabits hatred far deadlier 

even our creator regretted creating us

we plough and plunder the land 

desecrating and wrecking havoc 

if tables were to be turned unknowingly 

we would plead for mercy from plants and animals 

what we truly are is hidden in us

beast clothed in lovable skins 

someday, nature will rise and fight its course 

then we will weep but no help will come

@talk2leigh

7:40pm

5 June 2023