Lindsey A Rogerson
Man-Made Life - Poem by Lindsey A Rogerson
A man-made life, to which we hold the key...
Innocence. Shattered illusions, perfection.
Faith in the human race, unified, should it not be?
a common factor we share, belief in ourselves
at least. The world.
The place we so happily accepted life in,
equals in life, no? we will always be equals in
death and in the eternal peace we wish for.
The only thing man-kind has yet to destroy.
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