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humans are far too trustworthy,
this is a fact,
they do not think about danger in the way nature does,
as if they are no longer part of the nature they claim to be,
they trust too easily,
their noses do not warn them of danger,
as the hare's does when the fox approaches,
their eyesight is limited,
literally and metaphorically,
they rely too much on others,
on systems that can break down with one cry of unrest,
on people that deliver false promises,
their senses are dull and reflexes slow,
their hearts never anticipate heartbreak,
nor do they anticipate fear of being hunted,
they do not think like the birds,
jumping away at every sound,
nor like their feline hunter, analytical to a fault,
(of course there are exceptions),
yet,
to some it might be a boon,
to some it might be a curse,
to be ignorant to the danger lurking in every corner,
personally,
I think it makes us human.
I fought.
In the battle ground.
I surrendered.
In my own game.
I lost.
In the arena of life.
What is the difference between—
A double-edged sword;
A loaded riffle and;
A sharp tongue?
Breathe in, breathe out
One, two, three—
It’s a necessity.
But I beg to disagree—
It’s a luxury.
  13h inkedsolace
Pax
The quickness of rage—
that murderous blight—
discards self-control
for counterfeit might.
September 2020
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