Left alone in this age of uncontrollable urges and confusions,
Full of Illusions and no conclusions,
Fusion of a new human?
Birth of a new man?
No weakness is allowed,
Not even to whisper to the cloud,
Only to feel ignorantly proud,
That is the only thing allowed.
The creation of life has been lowered to the simplicity of lust,
Bones to dust
And no more trust,
Decisions and ideas no longer discussed only distrust.
The future seems to be unfolding in the darkness of us all
Leading us only to our fall.
From giants to something small,
Would you endure the crawl?
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