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This Earth We Live In

This earth we live in by blind force,
looks a poison gourd not avoidable.
Born without choice we agonize
Forced to live on earth we are mutes

Innocence one comes with on earth.
Ignorance one carries to this planet.
They soon vanish without warning bells,
and replacements are made in secret.

Venom conduct for primitive innocence,
dangerous facts for loving ignorance,
aggressiveness for humility and love; and
the list flows unstoppable cradle to grave

Not one of these is from mother’s womb.
in the stomach of the earth rest things
poisonous things, evil much cherished
that contaminate the soul, mind and heart 

And humans are what they should not,
having been poisoned by the gourd
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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