Humans
Change is constant like the earth's revolutions
Like the sun rising day after day
We walk about
Go through the motions
People change, not for the better
But for themselves
Humans- selfish savages
living in a dark place that is
lost hope.
Awaking only to gaze in the mirror
in vain.
Narcissistic miscreations- people
Peering out of the abyss
Light from the rising sun illuminates
Us- humans
We notice.
A sense of...
Admiration.
The stars hold themselves high.
Confidence.
Clouds swim through the blue.
Free.
The sun- master of the universe
Strong, constant
Humans- we begin to
Feel.
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