Human Race....
The Human race is so complex,
Never set in stone, no text.
No two lives are the same,
We're animals that can't become tame.
There's always an image of perfection,
But why? Nothings perfect, it's a sick obsession.
An obsession that overcomes many,
They'd do anything, spend their last penny.
True perfection, is accepting your flaws,
Don't accept others judgement, break the laws.
Laws prevent our human destiny, our fate,
They resrict our potential, the create hate.
Why live by rules? Never making a mistake?,
You'd never learn, learn what's real what's fake.
Most live to be the simple minded kind,
In human evolution they're way behind.
Then there's the open minded free spirited ones,
They are their own breed,from them you can learn tons.
No one can live your life better than you,
People that don't try to control you, they're true.
They're the best ones to start your journey with,
The controllers will feel your writh.
The moment you stop believing in fear, you'll go far,
Fear isn't reality it hasn't happened yet, it's a bar,
A bar you've set by your human imagination,
You can break through your bar, more than you relize your a powerful creation.
A creation thats purpose is yet unknown,
The unknown is felt by many, your not alone.
Every human is a puzzle peice,
One day it'll get peiced together, then We'll have true peace.
Peace within ourselves, and peace within the human race,
I believe it will be done, we're just stuck at a slow pace.
Never set in stone, no text,
The Human Race is so complex.
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