Solemn, slapstick
Appearing different
from a distance close enough
to look in the eye
Trivial, transforming
Can still be told apart
when moved further away
One among the many dots
without form or shape
When ascended further from the ground
Can't tell humans from the rest
Any further up in the space
Waves of ocean
Seas of human
cease to exist separate
A few miles up or down in the firmament
And no longer would matter
the mound of mud you call mother
Less than a light year away
All that you know or don't
All that you perceive or not
fades away as if never even existed
Wanna still die for faith,
Kill for the Gods manmade
Carving a hell out of the paradise
you never got to tell
from the earth you trample
under your feet, uncared
Stooping to the lows,
high on ignorance,
laced with indifference
Only the most
un-human
can be
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