How come this universe exists,
When we have verily no unity?
How are we even humans,
If we don’t embrace humanity?
We live this life as a joke,
We’re not real in reality.
We consider ourselves divine,
When there’s truthfully only one divinity.
We say we’re not able to do it,
There’s really no capability.
“Yeah, you can depend on me,”
There’s absolutely no responsibility.
We chastise and traduce people,
It’s a world of malignity.
We’re always cynical,
Harming all and causing adversity.
We, all beings, are vincible,
Yet we still dream of immortality.
But somehow we’re all alike,
 It’s just this intrinsic similarity…  

This poem is about: 
Our world


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