A breath of wind. Sails on my neck The hairs stimulated Stand up Erect Visions of murder Flickering pixels Show me that humanity Has lost his way Blindly they follow Just on 'his' say. If you want to see everything Ascend Gain some height Remember that philosophies Are invented, Not always right Magnanamously proclaiming That their diety has power and might. Up on my hill I can see way beyond To the immediate vicinity Where The obvious is formed I witness all things Done in a gods name Those concluded twisted hatred's Used just to blame Righteousness offered As falsely it is claimed AGL

Philosophies, atropies, Items of necessity Willows and meadows Industry and commerce. Our work shy Our bothered By illness and callus The student, the worker The earner The driven Who squeeze every penny From cups never empty The never ending chalice That refills aplenty While the drones collect the scrapings Embittered with longing Diversity And loving Massaging the egos Everything costs. Choices aplenty Necessities abundant Regarded by some As fairly repugnant Employer Provider Bread on the table? I'll work when I can But only if able. It is not my humanity That causes such ferocities It's fiscal and emotional And Economical Often radical But never allowed to simply be Anthropological Water and shelter Shade from the Sun Succulent foods Weans propagated Not chasing a tail As aspirations sail Too fast too catch Human legs are no match If you never stop One day you might drop Lif

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