*A womb it was called
Caging life itself
Bringing together cells
To create a beautiful monster
His thoughts are narrow
What could a kid think of
Delivered into the world of mystery
Alone to catch is breathe
Breathing in earth horror
He became a man of virtue
A manly man he was called
Earth cruelty
Given unto him as gift
Point taken
The earth doesn't care
As long as
The birds can sing to his misery*
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