wild and alone

If we were just hungry animals, living by our biological needs

We will kill if necessary, we also need, killing all that bleeds

Place all in a room, give 30 people enough for 29 to live

There'll be deaths as hunger drives one to be terminative
The developed societies will often demand conformity
 They strip away one's individualism remorselessly
The tribe has power, the clan can impart shame
Leaders of both drive a group over the one
But all that matters to some, is the one
And being free from social bonds
Can lead one to violent ends

Not Ashamed

I am a witness, to the fact that hope is power
Spent life in an ink black hole, my soul bled
I'd screamed for help, to many, backs turned
My future is not fate, I'm free, now the hour
I trusted in a way, because I couldn't escape
And then a goblet of sorrow, wine blood red
I'd waited for one who'd promised to return
This life was not easy on me, I'd felt insane
But I still stood and made my stand, ready
For I was not afraid, nor was I ashamed
I was called by name by the one
And it burned inside me

Silly Humans

Anger, distrust, and boredom is engendered

When a mind loses its path, knowing shame

For the world wasn't given to us for our joy

Rather for our trials, with a firm conviction

We have a wonderful world, if we can hope

So many cannot, it is a world without trust

So in the end we are not all we can truly be

Bitter as if we earned or caused this world