# Human

Author: james mikoto
Tags: Human, Poems, Poetry

Imported from SF2 with no description.

Sometimes I wonder who am I.

I think how could we all still be here

I wait and Sleep till the answer stops by

The question is when is the end near?

How could it all be so distant

Somehow the past shut down the future

We are all moving forward insistently

With hate in the world it became a culture

I want the new gen to be better than us

As humans killing is in our blood

In hopes of a better place love is a must

But humanity already has one foot in a grave of mud.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/pnGo5zVn
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