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We Humans

Michael Marchese

By Michael Brandon MarchesePublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Cold settles down in the basement

Tornadoes of darkness engulfing the room

The black magic tricks have revealed all my secrets

As faint recollections of graveyards in bloom

For the gloom is a tomb ever-looming at noon

When I take to the skies to remind me of eyes

That could cut through the midnight

Of life like a knife

Digging into my veins where it offers respite

From the hellfire rage as it surges in vain

So alive with the pride of a lion untamed

But my lioness hides behind thinly-veiled lies

And knows not of the wild she's holding inside

Where as kings and as queens

We would build an empire

Atop where our bones

Fall asleep with desire

The child we'd bear as a cub would grow strong

It would stumble and hunger to show off its claws

But we'd teach it to humble its powerful jaws

And we'd raise it to mountains

We'd bathe it in rivers

We'd give it the world

And then watch as it withers

Together, connected the cycle of truth

Is the circle of life that falls prey to a web

Of the time-weaving spiders

That crawl in our head

And the space that divides us

In food pyramids

But we pharaohs unite us

Into myriads

Of prismatic perspective

Each soul is an artist

Each heart is a stroke

Of an inner-peace harpist

No God could evoke

With a chorus of angels

More pure and divine

Than the meaning of being

We humans define

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