No creature smiles as much as a human,
Equipped with all the muscles for it;
We don’t waste them, few humans do—
Humans smile at anything, anything…
You could feel dark as night within,
But a human walks up to you, smiles…
You spread sunshine from the pits in you;
Most are fake, but does it ever matter?
We journey our lives with bags on our backs;
Packed with hate, jealousy, ambition, and worse,
We feel ready to face anything—bring it on!
Face anyone, anywhere; are we not humans?
Well, where did humanity go?
Did we forget her somewhere? Left her?
Did we ever have her? Was she an illusion?
A possibility for what is now impossible?
We slung more bags, on our backs,
Loaded with love, copies of them;
Plenty of distributions to make—
Things of free should be enjoyed!
“Do you feel different? Look different?
A path for…
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