Human
If I make the world free,
It will end in slavery.
If I distribute peace,
Wars will never cease.
Happiness I cannot bring
Without paradoxal suff’ring.
Politics shows us many lies,
But one great truth just as wise.
The only flaw we possess
Is being human – how unblessed.
Most of life we live to die.
Then, when we have little life to cry,
Our real selves we begin to see.
By daily dying I have come to be.
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