Humans can keep all their dreams when they sleep.
Humans can gain all their strength through just pain.
Humans are intelligent well, some less than full percent.
Humanity is simply a coupling of actors whos roles were supporting
and
Humans will strive for the light thats been waning
but
Humans are silly dont take them to serious,
divide and then conquer a victory so glorious.

The choices are limited like the toys at mcdonalds.
However,
whats the limit on a company who's money is infinite?
Is time the only factor?
The only thing worth its matter?
Personally death is luxury, Eternity torture.
Our lives are mighty limited but I've got it good.
The worst for me apparently is gettin shot in the hood.

Village rain that floods the aqueduct
bypasses the dam
and reaches all
of the town
houses.

Village
fire springs
from the soul
burns the people
and ultimately cleanses skin of sin.

Village residents, husbands and spouses.
Village residents, tiny little children.
Should they Drown or Crisp.

An eager ant treks on six bruised ankles.
A duty bound martyr of the hive peoples.
A cog amongst many identical shadows
cast in perpetual motion.
An alien midst twins with similar mits.
An Ant  Who Forgot To Complete  His Task.
An Angel Who Found And Broke His Mask.

I am Sauce of no particular taste, hopefully ill be edible at least.
You are Spice of no particular smell, apparently akin to yeast.
Matter Mixes Merrily Making the Most of Mostly a Magical Mishap.
Two Terrains Traversed, Together may Taunt but Time is Truly Tough.
Burlap sack rub my heart nice and rough.
Clap, Applaud until my egos had enough.
I am a lonely organism. A martyr for his people.
You are a happy human. A disease birthed of evil.

An Introduction to set the setting.
A body consisting of bones
and
an end thrown together. Scholarly

An Introduction telling nothing to tell.
A body accumulated from dust
and
an end, a bust, yet such a twist. Progressive

If mac was not with cheese and jelly hated peanuts,
if black was **** silk and humans got served a cold cut.
Would this be there?
Could this do that?
Is....
air still air?
Are....
circles squares? Am
I still Me? Who cares, truthfully?