I Knew It Was Mine
The curved branches,
of silver and gold,
embedded in great mother's,
skin of life.
It birthed beauty,
it birthed pleasures,
and found itself,
on unknown lands.
But oh, greed took breath,
and despair, soon after.
Yet, frown not,
for it was normal.
Say no foolish words,
and be like a blind man.
The mother birthed you,
and gifted you this things,
you'll know what to do,
if you are a true,
Human.
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