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Weird Creatures

We are strange animals

We are weird creatures

A Pandora’s Box of puzzling features

Caught in our madness we get carried away

Believing our nonsense, we argue and bray

lost in our egos, jealousies and pretence

Then convince ourselves we make perfect sense.

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Yet we are creatures of thought

And we want explanations

Curious beings seeking clarifications

But our flaw is to admit, only those which fit

Just convenient, reassuring explanations

That flatter our dull, mundane expectations

While shutting out a world of ideas

Should dare they threaten or excite our fears

 

Yes it is the tragedy of our kind

To limit and deny our mind

We are so shamefully adept

To eagerly parrot and quickly accept

A perfect nonsense of ideas

Should they form a balm

And allay our fears

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