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Twisted Dna

although a group of people sustain their lives beautifying everything surrounding them insisting that everything is good because they are God’s creation while another group of people though they also are humans swallow and spit out loathsome language go tottering intoxicated from a foul-smelling-contaminated-air fuming from the languages they spat out after there came an erect postured bipedal primate which was a trifle creature fed by dust wiggling on the earth for thousands of thousands of long years eventually they started to share their thoughts looking in each others’ eyes cultivating, refining words and phrases for better communication among those words were beautifully polished and preserved phrases thru generation after generations of studies and development they were exclusively used by a specific class of people who enjoy showing off and thereby wanted to separate themselves from ordinary people, however, now, the beautiful words and phrases became coarse; is it because the words were abused by them or their sleazy tongues stiffened the phrases? they lost interest in finding the reasonable reasons because there was no yard-stick to establish a standard; zombies stalk on the street in bright daylight the fake brand-name luxurious articles overrun the street DNA twisted weirdly all children are born mutated and therefore have evolved to an overly obdurate species, strange world there are no family features of daughters like their mother or sons who resemble their fathers anymore but only a line of families like a poorly shaped mosaic landscape made with puzzle pieces picked-up from alleys and forcefully placed to make a picture they are never satisfied with what they have and that’s why if you applaud them they demand more, if their request is rejected they yell and scream at you with newly invented swear words rather, like a dead person no matter how much you extolled him, doesn’t ask more; even stamped on to humiliate him, won’t cry or say a word that’s why God may have kept everything beautiful beyond men’s reach that’s why men who live on this side of the world shout and scream making everything uglier than it should-be hanging on to the things they can easily put their hands on

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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