Zero Reverence
There is something about people that
comes across as a little wild, as in a jungle.
They rub you the wrong way,
might not see eye to eye
or worse get into another fight.
Emotions run high,
tense, the anxiety hours.
Letting them crawl under your skin
that is fine, getting away is always nice.
It breaks down borders between waring countries
but maybe that is who we are, and it holds zero
reverence.
Maybe we should love each other for differences,
but our mentality is misplaced and.
Bullies.
Teasing.
Ugliness.
But maybe it is just that,
has zero reverence.
And you are never,
and never am I.
But maybe it won't matter to any grandeur of
melancholy.
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