Whom
He has endowed with traits
Haven't they betrayed his faith
Gave her the state
To recreate the race
Wickedly
Flaunts those traits
In the material race
Head on
Clashes with natural process
Thus ensures
Her lead in the mad rush
Objectives divine which she was to serve
No more than a commodity in lurch.
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