Mere Man
you are only a mere man
limited in strenght and magical powers
your needs are never ending
you sweat like its a curse and minimize food like its a burden to eat
wretched is your kind
it shows in your way of life
children cursing mothers or the other way round
representatives causing pain
and man takes a hole in the mountain as home
you live complainig and die dissapointed
your needs- more than numerous
your responsibilities unfulfilled
the life of a mere man is better imagined.
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