Man is a creature of violence
We fight, maim and kill
But never gain anything from it
There are those who fight the urge
Those who see no point in violence
But they are spurned and ignored by the many
We poke fun of them
Call them weak and wimpy
But they are the bravest of us all
Because they will stand against the most
And will always follow the heart instead
They are the true warriors of mankind
And I will stand forever amongst them
Against the others
Against our primal selfs
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Life Poems
PoetryA Collection of Poems about my experiences and my thoughts. New poems will be added as I write them.
