The exploration of outer space
Millions of lightyears away, I found a strange tribe
On a small blue planet
They speak of gods and wear cloths to cover their skin
Speaking an odd, odd language with many curves
Typical to be opinionated and loudmouthed, it seems
Fighting over words, looks, and make-believe
The crowded path didn't spare me a second glance,
Shoving past and walking straight forward
Speaking into boxes and fussing over nothing
Whether blind or ignorant, none look my way
How bland and how agonizing it must feel
To live in this world where such things are typical
But before I can offer my deliverance, the crowd is relieved
By a man with a loud pole
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Random Short Stories/Poems
AcakWARNING: May be disturbing or graphic This will contain short stories and poems that I write just because! Some will be horror, some sweet, some just plain weird
