NOT HUMAN
Waking up every morning
he works and plans thinking
of who next he can leave mourning
so much evil he conjures without blinking
such a person is only a being
not human
She’s nice, cheerful, caring
how can such a beauty be so perfect
that’s who she Is when people are staring
deep down her evil people can’t detect
such a person is only a being
not human
Everyone comes to this world
only just a mere being
through all the evil and hatred we meet
we should let the joy of life and the hope of love
stick to our hearts and build a conscience
For we are born just beings
if we eventually become moral
realize hope and find love
then and only then have we become human
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