Wild animals roam the safari
while the most wild things
roam the city with only
themselves to think about.
We don't care about our souls,
which care for one another.
Only we can decide our future.
We humans don't have souls,
but wild animals do.
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Samy's Poetry
PoesiaA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
