We are creators not
deviators
We've no sedition nor
division, but distinction
Our words from
nature's thought
We are created
creators!
Our existence, our
excellence minus
persistence
Our thirst makes us
exist
But through words they
say we persist
Our hearts and the
earth are connected
hearths
But we are called
"deviators"
Hey! Discriminators!
We are not deviators!
Our movement without
legs
Journeys within our
garden
Speaking, but not
talking
Oh God! What's
creativity?!
The impossible made
possible!
Yet, "they're all lies",
they say
You'll indeed lie, for
your answer still lies
The end of lies...
The final end...
The world's end!
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