When I was a young child,
I was told there was a being,
One with undying love,
For these creatures that was me
And as experience taught me,
I began to see who we were,
Wet, fleshy animals,
We were advanced
And life took me through the steps,
I began to know and see people,
They were beautiful,
They were wonderful
But then life took a toll on us,
I started to see the underside,
Beauty was engulfed by hate,
And soon the whole world was consumed
Was it negativity?
Was it pessimism?
Was it that my eyes were blind?
Was it only I that saw the truth
The people put space between themselves
The silver screen, a magnet to their eyes
A step away being a step forward
We were strangers to different people
Miserable, unholy
Deceitful and greedy
We were creatures of the dark
Pretending the light was so close
How could it be, I wondered,
How was it a being could exist,
No one could possibly see
So much beauty in dirt.
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