A Moment
One moment, we are a race who sees beauty in everything
The next, we have devolved into a race that sees beauty only in the vanity of appearance.
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One moment, we speak philosophically
The next, we mock our own wise words.
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One moment, we weep over the empty voids that are supposed to be filled with emotions.
The next, we celebrate the emptiness of the void.
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One moment, we are so willing to fall in love
The next moment, we fear to leave the safety of the loveless heart.
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One moment, we cling to humanity
The next, we gleefully tramp on it.
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The moment we once again begin to see the perfection in imperfection,
The moment compassion begins to flow again in our blood,
The moment the mockery stops and the loving starts.
That is the moment we regain our humanity and lose the insanity.
Written by iAmNotAPerv
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elikem
November 13, 06:29????
Mandy
November 13, 07:19A moment to be human
A moment to make love
A moment to advocate peace
A moment to live and let live.
This world needs several moments.