Where we were placed
Tremendous size, yet microscopic realizations
What's a conflict thousand miles away
Transforms into a brief mention in another thousand miles away
Wrapped up, reserved, conservative
Positivity among these terms may lack
Avoiding the registration of what's presented to us
Why can we not offer an arm, a word, a sign of sympathy?
Just as the masses were linked together, to be drifted apart afterwards,
Our direct attachment is repelling as well
Millions are not meant to be recognized individually
An impossible task, regardless of our brain development
Yet, those millions have the significance of just being known
Not pointing out, just accepting they exist
The self bubble, let it be popped
For the good