The Human ConditionA Poem by Rosepoem that questions human nature and their ability/inability to be satisfied
What a human condition it is
to constantly be satisfying oneself, but never being satisifed Are we that empty? that we would percieve the next best thing as ugly Would you drink yourself into oblivion just so that you could feel again? Are we so empty that nothing or anyone could fill our chalace? Are we full of love or are we full of malace? Never being satisfied a human condition I'll never understand Until I've percieved the greatest thing I'll ever see as bland So I'll continue to fill my chalace Until I've drowned in it After all the human condition is not very sound, is it?
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Added on November 19, 2024 Last Updated on November 19, 2024 Tags: love, hate, trauma, human nature AuthorRoseLAAboutI write poetry about love, loss, God, human nature, etc. I love reading poetry and novels of all sorts. more..Writing
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