……..Racial constructs in flux and under construction, adaptations and genetic drifts seems to have short circuited humanity’s overall functions, causing wars at our junctions, prejudice and narrow perspectives are tools to do so, penetration is a ruse, no? Our fixations won’t be excused so, we refuse to let go of armor and our crossbow, are we the greatest experiment in the cosmo, is the universe god’s kitchen and he’s putting us down where the pots go, if we are apart of god then that might explain the prophet’s staff and that stubbed toe.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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Clever and well worded this poem reflects on mankind and God and the relationship between the two. A lovely write.
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You are most welcome
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