How come...
And people march their paths while being pretending
How perfectly alive they mime their pest
Completely outlied by their branding.
How come regressive thoughts are comprehended?
Ancestral patterns correspond to growth…
Yet through this life they thrive their flesh to lend it,
Yet with their deaths is count what they worth.
How come insanity is written from ‘in sane’?
How come diseased are those who are ‘dis-easy’?
Still deathlings dine on their own caprices,
When the anxiety to dead could build the gain.
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