Love and war; in work and play
What makes you skip; what makes
you stay?
Oh! This world of stealth and prey!
Rosy words, may paint the front
But thorny backs, do bear the
brunt
Locks of hatred, under smiling hats
Brothers in arms yet racing rats!
Slithering serpents on a selfish trail
Another life form beneath the veil
Filthy in feelings, and stooping in stature
Insightful yet an unsightly creature
Oh! How monstrous, is the heinous face of human
nature!
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