If one of your people equal 10, 000 of mine,
What then is the value of souls encrypts in a single slide of time.?
When we lie to each other, to slay each others eagle's,
Our streets glow darker even when our temples are burning with candles;
The wise owl sang an old song, "when people are not one person's taste,
No network can connect the distance their selfish hearts create";
For consciously we define differences between us,
In pursuit of cheques we easily check out love;
But in the end nothing is truly yours,
Because relevance and origin equate us all.
©wildheart
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