Bo Bo (E) Ck Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

They, believing the fact that they were wiser, looked down upon their brothers, thinking to tell themselves that they were more superior: gave their opinion that was not factual based solely personal about them, reflecting nothing good.

Their viewpoint given captures the majority of the host; placing some shortly not being equal to them: declaring a high noble position over others, projecting themselves superior, judging some, among them lesser, acclaiming them as this inferior.

They anointed themselves with titles and placed higher crowns; applauding this approval, creating a dissimilarity and a vast distinction of these others from themselves: composing with their speculations this indifference.

The reality of who they actually were was banished from their minds; imposing their viewpoints by the higher others, injecting their select particular opinions, yet couldn't erase who those lesser acclaimed were in life.

So, life's bottom line, it seems no one was created from another person's desire: our formation was from the light and darkness, meaning all formed were equal.

No, bo bos.