What Makes Us Human
They say: we are all aboard one boat do you agree?
There are many sailboats in the choppy sea.
Some ocean liners provide comfort and luxury.
Others dispense leisure and a drink on the balcony.
The star's radiance is not a concern.
I realize we do not view them. Wilt yearns.
Our murky self-portrait is enigmatic.
It is the paradigm stalker and emphatic.
We sat down after sliding into the ground.
We also have a similar identity around.
We have self-assurance and are proactive.
Akin a careful skydiver, we remain tractive
Our territory is growing with the breeze.
With our feet dangling outside appease
We are appreciative of the world broadly.
As I saw it rise, the dome seemed ungodly.
Man's eyesight is cloaked in darkness.
We face the side of the world in blackness.
When we assess a man, we do view gloom.
We all had to flee while jostling and doom.
Written: December 19, 2022
Written: December 19, 2022
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