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There is a word

More powerful than any other...

Mythologised,

Romanticized,

Deified.

Men would fast for it,

Fight for it,

Live for it,

Die for it,

In hopes it could be passed

From one generation to the next.

Religions have been founded on it.

Countries went to war for it.

Way before Tolkien devised one ring to rule them all

There was a word,

Whispered and screamed.

The word was peace.

All I ask

Is don't tell me

Show me.
People think
That when you break something,
It has to make a clang,
Or a rattle
Or a smash.
But
The night my heart broke,
No one heard a thing.
Humanity
Has lost its way
Forgotten what it meant to live
Greed rules the lands
Hate divides
And ignorance shackles

Humanity
Has began to die
Corruption reigns with an iron fist
Can't seem to find the light amongst the fog of evil
To give power to those that would lead to healing

Humanity
It means we'll all rot
To be herded by the lies of the media
Beauty is the only way
Thin is beauty
Shallow is beauty
Fraud is beauty
To be separated by outdated prejudice
Gays are sinners
White is the true superior race
Money can buy anything,
Even love
To be set on a road of self destruction
Poverty is for the lower class
Intelligence is for the weak
Individuality is for the outcasts

Humanity
Has forgotten what it means to be human
To find the balance
Love without fear
Fight the injustice for freedom of thought,
Freedom to be unique,
Freedom to live,
To live with a purpose

A purpose
That's what Humanity has lost
Humanity just keeps worsening and soon, it'll cease to even know what it means to be human.
"Can you see my wings?"

"Yes"

"I'm a monster"

"Those aren't the wings of a monster"

"Then whose wings are they"

"Those are the wings of an angel"

"And what do angels dream of?"

"I... I don't know"

"Angels dream of becoming human"
Another translation

Some people have unique features. They are different. Their unique features are symbolized as wings above. They think of themselves as monsters but instead they should just think of them as angels. Why they choose to do with their uniqueness make them angels or monsters not their difference. And so they foolishly want to become normal again.
In your eyes...
I see the stars
A sapphire sky with twinkling wishes
Always mesmerising

In your eyes...
I see the moon
A beauty of the dark
Always bright and filled with light

In your eyes...
I see gems
A bounty full of treasures
Waiting to be discovered

In your eyes...
I see my dreams
The ones that floods my mind
Every time the clock ticks by

In your eyes...**
I will never stop seeing
That star that I will always wish on
That moon that shines through
That gem that I have found
That dream that I will always want to dive into
her
you're not my pen
you're my paper
you're not my heart
you'll be its breaker

i'm not sorry for drawing
i'm sorry for scrawling
i'm not sorry for calling
but i'm sorry for falling
This is what
I feel for you.
I love your smile, but
I hate your grin.
I love the sin
you involve me in.

I hate your snide
remarks.
I love our
insignificant talks.

I love you.
I hate you.

So here we are.
Stasis.

Love, hate, love.
Alice in Chains fans will understand
I once watched us burst into flames
Like I wasn't even involved
The part I played in this nightmare
We created ourselves a long time ago
Was this stupid little ghost
A shadow of human nature
Could you stop violating my soul?
Pretend like it isn't that much fun
Breaking my tortured self
Into millions of pieces
All this pain inside of you
It feels like drowning in icy waves of agony
Captain, oh captain - can't you see?
You're guiding this once solid ship
Towards the edge of forgiveness
How comes, the cooling water can't ease fire's heat?
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