two face of negative and oppression, the hour
you can't feel love even if you could love.
polarity and ugliness of vanity
who accumulate while sustaining
taking without sharing and selling to stay ahead
of them i am connected by water and soil.
use and destroy the original earth blueprint
following a road to the capital and now nameless in a fish bowl,
my neighbor's vision has nothing of civilization.
stretching a hand out of the bush
who will walk?
inside a temple
my blood surrounds bone
in hope my skin swims but,
opportunist are building higher and wider and
humanitarians are only saving the animals.
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