Free Association
Superman does exist
Not with an S on his chest, but with a purse on it
Not man, in fact wo-man
Gives the world what it need, does not heed to demand
Brought here from Krypton, not of Earth
A gift from Gods, but plagued with a curse
To give life to a race of killers
Who rather create destruction instead of create more pillars
Twas not her fault, the Superkids are to blame
She gave them everything, Supermom is her name
Free Association
Brothers and sisters, why do they judge
Are we related
Could they be of the same blood
Do we feel one with which we are created
They are produced separate
But we are glued to the same fabric
Free Association
I am God
Do not be offended
So are you
No religion needed to be one with you
Universal energy flows through our veins
Dark, empty, nothing, endless, true
You are the greatest version of you
Find pride in th essensce of sorrow
Leave today and work towards tomorrow
Free Association
Red, green, blue
Colors
Love, anger, greed
Emotions
Future
Us
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