Humanity
Humanity
So hard to preserve,
So easy to lose
on a desolate island
so far from civilization.
It crumbles away,
piece by piece.
Until one is only a shred of
Its previous existence.
When the loneliness
becomes all-consuming
and the fear of fighting
for a life not worth living-
is all that one has,
that is the time
when being human
is most crucial to survival
Alone on this island
far from home and family,
humanity is the savior
of the soul.
With all its failings
and its goodness,
only humanity can save
a lonely soul in a deserted land.
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