People Poem by Holy Man
People
As I walk down the street, I see humans.
Insignificant, puny, worthless drones.
Bundling through everyday life.
Never changing. Never altering from the course.
I laugh. They are so stupid. So mindless.
So cruel. So heartless. So... Inhuman.
Then I realize. I am one of them. I can't change my path.
I can't break the course. I am human. If only I was set free...
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