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This poem contrasts nature and human beings depicting the darkness in humanity. |
A beautiful bird began to sing And in its soar, signaled a sling So then the world is a dark place Where charcoaled hearted humans race And in their belligerence Pollute minds with ignorance Where to see another succeed Is blindness conceived Where those who succeed, forget Glorified on the out-set Grooming their own suffering Gamed but gaming those shattering It now lives cocooned looking out Waiting for a tiny light to sprout In hell left with a lot of nothings Counting its blessing along questions A rainbow fish began to swim And in its sear, speared to skim So then the world is a dark place Where charcoaled hearted humans race At least it's aware of that It's a babe to be exact Suckling on the same root- Devilish human horns toot As they yell christen, christen And you listen, you listen Blinded to their chronicles Waived to waiving off prodigals It now lives cocooned looking out Waiting for a tiny light to sprout In hell left with a lot of nothings Counting its blessing along questions And a devilish child began to displace And in its sprout, sought a space Not knowing that the world is a dark place Where charcoaled hearted humans race And in their belligerence Pollute minds with ignorance At least it's aware of that It's a babe to be exact It now lives cocooned looking out Waiting for a tiny light to sprout In hell left with a lot of nothings Counting its blessing along questions |