Petite Déjeuner - Gord - Aspoet
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Gord

2022-12-21 04:00 pm
Knowing few truths, too youthful, choose,
No use for rules, too poor for morals.
Two views, both fools, accuse,
Loose tongues ruin their world.

Must they struggle and fight all their lives?
Into groups, they divided themselves, 
Absolute truths and nonsense,
Both destroyed by their own kind.
Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by? 
Is any suffering like their suffering?

They copulate and make offspring,
Die, their children die, their children die,
While they're still alive they mate,
Great minds think alike, again,
And again generations later they fight

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