Renown scholars.
Poets, writers and scientists.
All agree...
What is,
Is!
Although...
A living to fiction.
And a deluding self worth.
Validated to confirm,
With relatable images...
Marketed and sold to worship.
It could and would be,
A lifetime to explain humanity.
To anyone born,
And reminded repeatedly...
That the only purpose,
A nose has is to hold it high.
With a doing to look down,
Upon those beneath it.
What is...IS.
To observe and see.
Like anything else,
Observed to see it seen...
And saw!
Seen saw to see as 'Is'!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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