The kindness still dwells
In souls of the pitiful,
Who offers more than bears,
But never brags or yells.
The hatred and anger speak
In actions of the unconfident,
Terrified of any choices and changes,
Awareness of how he is actually weak.
The envy quietly resides
Within sick and extremely lazy minds,
Ruled by sloth and glamour,
Harvested by fake ideals it abides.
The love last was seen
In cold depths of a human heart,
Before it became a rudimentary,
Unnecessary, unrequired part,
lost in a process of evolution.
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*Латынь: "человек нелюбящий"
*Изображение:
Стив Катс
Homo impius
© Copyright: Дениска Иванов, 2016
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