cling to material things
like a drowning man
clings to rotting wood
We as a people
ignore the cries
of those losing hope
like a hunter
ignoring those of his kill
We as a people
judge the words of others
like the fates
judge our lives
We as a people
strive for want
like the religious
strive for perfection
We as a people
abhor our true being
like the angels
abhor the devil
**I haven't posted in a while! Ash*
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