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I wonder why!

I look into the sty and wonder why so many pigs, such limited supply?

By Adesh AcharyaPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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I look up towards the sky

and wonder why is it that I cannot fly?

then I turn the pages of all written human lies

and realize: it's my knowledge that won't let me soar up high.

I gaze upon your eyes

and wonder why is it that I do not feel a tie?

then for a moment I let go of all mies and I's

and realize: it's the poison I am fed that won't let me your nigh.

I pay attention to the cries

and wonder why some have to with misery lifelong identify?

then I let go of all bounding regional racial ties

and realize: it is the same flag-waving that makes sure some while yet alive die.

I look into the sty

and wonder why so many pigs, such limited supply?

then their smell and filth quickly makes me realize:

it is the overvaluation of life, which makes all harmony and happiness possible in a pigs eye!

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