Boo Boo Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

They looked upon their brethren, thinking to themselves that they were more advanced: gave their opinion about them reflecting nothing good.

Their viewpoint captures the majority of the host, shortly changing those not equal to them: declaring their position as some lesser, judging themselves more superior.

They anointed themselves with crowns, creating a dissimilarity and distinction from them: composing with their speculations.

The reality of who they actually were, they could impose their viewpoints, and select their opinions: yet couldn't erase who they 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, boo boos.