As we chose to be (Poem)

Is it all a dream? From foetal beans to rhythmically beating beings.. Bewildering beams…eyes made bespoke for our seeing.. Of us.… are fools, who beat up and look down, frown, begrudge, berate, belittle, besiege.. holding to beef. Beware! Of beady eyed stares their beaks in your business residing beside you, sinking their teeth beneath your…
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