Spitted ends
Where do we re-merge?
In what way, in what cause?
How do we close the class and race gulf between you and me?
I ponder for long, but who hasn't?
Does that mean no solution?
Just cynicism, differences, hatred, war?
Earth thy home, under 1 roof we grope for life
What meaning is there, if yours is yours, mine is mine?
No meeting of minds, no symphony together
We suspect, ambush, trick, trap , kill one another
Are we all psychopaths, after all?
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Author:
gongmu (
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- Category: Reflection
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