Hearts


The other day I went to stand 

Before the mist shrouded monster 

I thought of his great power

The divine terror

I beheld the wake of his violence

I thought of the little lives he took 

And I thought that we are not so different

For the same violence of the old earth 

Dwells in our hearts 

After all, what is the soul of man,

But the life of the world?


 

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