Man & The Hue

What is today but a present screening of getting closer to the..

Lecture me whilst the news drones on.

Following dead mens footsteps for so long.

"Not a human was killed today."

Only the targets have stopped moving.

As in our separate freedoms

Quite stately dependent mediums.

Robotic to the law of social tedium.

"Oh, a discussion with diverse views, no need of them."

I won't be behooving,

Intolerant are the gloomy,

yet present company

believes it has no ties

to all the other sides.

The thoughtless just act.

Quite conscious of the facts,

buried deep within their hearts,

the same pea story of truth did start.

"Behold and deride!

It is incumbent

of old and so redundant,

yet, this is all we do in snide."

Mark the words of trolls,

who begin in empty holes

and grieve upon rightful souls,

or life, or any that which chooses to know.

Be that,

Exotic tie.

Holding together.

Mocking the knife.

Should the strange self

lend its being to mongrels..

Then no drop of you

Could ever be the sea.

No space

But human faculties.

No race

But human casualties.

Author's Note

A discussion of man translated to fit poetic description.

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[Chris]

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