A Short Poem

 

What darkness lurks in the hearts of men?

What evils do they do?

What do those who watch above

Think when they see you?

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We Are More…

We Are More…

We are more than the simple sum of our parts

The slippery, slimey bits that bulge and pulse

The brittle, breakable bones that shift and shatter

The holes,heads, and hearts that beat in sync

With those above

And allow the more of us to be shared
examined, celebrated, cared

debated, processed, compared

and finally released to grow again

We are more than the simple sum of our parts.