As Your Sub-Human Specimen Poem by EU STRESS

As Your Sub-Human Specimen



As an early specimen,
I often confused -
Others’ ordeals as yours;

As a seasoned specimen,
I’ve learnt to perceive -
Your ordeals as others’.

[We are all mere guinea pigs in the hands of destiny].

Friday, October 31, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: confused,destiny
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