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Poetry News Post #400

Dense Humans

Written by: Thrall Xashron Shinta'moryu
Date: Wednesday, May 7th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone


I dedicate this to my life, and my fellow Consanguine.


Dense Humans

I stare at the moon and ponder this night,
Wondering why it must be this way,
Why can't I be seen, I'm here in plain sight,
No where to go, and no time to stay.

Your all so close-minded,
It disgusts me to think,
This race that is blinded,
From you I must drink.

Running in darkness, avoiding the light,
Doing what's wrong, while knowing what's right.
I'm damned forever, I've been cursed to Hell,
Trapped in this world, it's just like a cell.

I've been here so long,
You know what I think?
Your theories are wrong,
Your the monkey's missing link!

Soon it will be over, we will rise from the ground,
We will sneak up behind you, you won't hear a sound.
Your fate is now clear, you all are now bound,
Your race is to be lost, and never to be found.

I can't take this,
You sicken me to much,
Your evolution you'll miss,
Because now your my lunch.


Xashron Dokae

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Ios, in the year 99 MA.


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