Some days,
I wonder…..
Why did we happen to be here?
Sometimes,
I take a gander….
Look around with eyes full of content,
Fear struck me with bows
Arrows,
The pain of loss
And frustration,
Anger me.
Days pass,
Savages are lost in trails
Civilization lost
Mad minds take over.
With their pointy sticks
More like twigs
And the series of hunts…
For what?
What is this hunt for?
Certainly I am the only one left,
Left for humanity to find.
For there are no people left
Except the savages.
They lost who they are,
Who they were-
Fire,
Paint.
They hide behind a mask.
For what?
Who knows…?
I am the only one left-
With my sanity
My thinking.
My humanity.
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