We are the human, so magnanimous,
As a choice maker, very venomous,
With our own kind, cleverly pretentious,
To the destination, very vigorous,
On the head stone, victorious,
From the organic tomb, salubrious,
A child to the adult, conspicuous,
Adult to the old, unconscious
We are the matured human at last toothless.
We are the matured human at last voiceless.
I am swimming in such a naturally flowing river of words. Your rhythm is wonderful!
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Quick decision to be made, very cautious and they think their time is precious. Beautiful poem with great rhyme scheme. Thank you.