Frankenstein or His Monster?
We know the dire story of Jekyll and Hyde
Where a man’s potion made his nature divide.
In real life, it’s not easy to separate
Ourselves like eggs and potatoes on a plate.
If man is made in God’s image, then it’s fate
That God has some evil, and men replicate.
Everyone, everywhere, has a bit of both -
There’s evil in us all, a cancerous growth.
You might look at yourself and ponder on, sir,
Which is Frankenstein and which is the monSTER?
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