poetry

Human; a poem.

I am flesh and bones and dust.

I am dangerously human.

I am terrifyingly human.

I am like the monstrous men and massacre makers.

I am like a savior. I am human

Because I can imagine the things born on mankind’s back.

I am incredibly human.

I am blood and sweat and dust again.

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