A poem that explains my pessimism in the world.
With a skip and a shot,
and a blow from the end,
of the shadow of death,
and the battle between men,
this world has shown me
nothing but hate and evil,
greed and misfortune,
to those that don’t deserve.
How this all began
was from the birth of a single molecule,
a ripened death growl
that shook the Earth into existence
and left us all to flounder among dreams.
Days only pass
and in the end,
we’re still young.
We’re still ignorant.
and nothing can change that
because we were born humans
and that’s all we will ever be.
Just the same old molecule.
Filled with hate and pessimism.
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