And children suffered
In defense of pride,
Their noble honor.
Hate has spread
With genocide
To distant lands
For sake of valor.
Trees are cut
And forests burned
So that man,
May thrive and conquer.
Yet, the ability
To persevere
Will always be
Our core.
We can’t exclude
The heinousness
From benevolence
In whom we are.
"I would like to think/ Mankind a perfect beast/ On the day pride dies." - Me
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this Me is a very profound fellow indeed. :-)
ReplyDeletePerhaps noble?
ReplyDeleteRather close to being Ne on the periodic table ;)