Humanity
not being of virtue
more of a vigilance eye
peering at those eccentric
eccentric we may be
but virile we behold
for we embellish ourselves in utter beauty
as to improve our pride
no longer walloping in self pity
but pitying vitality
as we stand in a volley
we shall fabricate you to our side
discomfort you may feel
dreary we may be
you shall understand our pity
for our "reality"

Humanity,
of belly shirts
and skin tight pants
is not the way
we morsels dance

Let the whisper of the wind coress you
Let it take away your disguise
let your spirit begin the soar
feel the warmth of the moon light
amongst your virtue eyes
now fade away from reality
and let your darkerside inside.

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