Concepts :VC Long for, yearn of, For then we’ll wait, Though once perhaps we’ve met before, Mere beings with limbs and fragility, But seek atune of minds, bind souls onto a unity. Judgements are born from not knowing, By people they are raise, Created as we are, live, bleed, die- We are all the same, But life with humanity ever a ruthless game, And there are an amount of goodness, Which wherein will come to play, We deem ourselves the lords, and everything our slave. None is more superior than our Earth that we mistreat, And our aging Sun, a god above our minds, a warmth upon our feet. Fin
