Everyday people think
They wait and stop at a kink
For it is their life, they have to decide
Have to make up their mind
The earth is their kingdom
Yet they feel as they have beggars become
Wondering and wandering throughout the world
Fond of falling in a pond
They fear the little
Yet the Large they belittle
How complex are these humans?
That little brain, makes all each other’s bane.
This bane has to be removed.
And all shall be, and remain improved.
That little brain…
The earth is their kingdom..
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