Human

Elysian Kalon

Clumsy Little Potato
Human
Elysia

What is the meaning of humanity
What does it mean to be human
How can we be sure that we aren’t just
Pieces
Of
A
Machine
Part of being alive
Is the beauty in life
The beauty of having life change us
The people we talk to
The events we live through
The ideas we have
It all shapes us
Who we are
Who we were
Who we will be

Some of us aren’t afraid of death
But afraid of the person we are now
The us we’ve become
Ceasing to exist
No longer mattering

To be human is to mess up
And to be messed up
To see pain
And to be in pain
But it is an exquisite sort of agony
To listen as two people
That are close to you
Discuss how messed up you are
Discuss what’s wrong with you
When you are no more than a few feet and a closed door away

And what of those deemed insane?
Insanity is an interesting creature
A monster in its own right
For some a truly insane
And then there are those that are branded with that word
Simply because they are different

If the definition of insanity
Is to repeat the same processes
Over
And
Over expecting something new each time
Wouldn’t that mean that by definition
Most of humanity
Is insane?

Humanity is so proud of its hatred
Of its discrimination
But those are lazy
It's love that's hard
And love the exacts a price from every person

It's like joy
And pain
People say that joy is easier to come by
Than pain
But which have you had more of
Which have you seen
Everyday
In the eyes of the little girl
That girl who is mentally abused
In the bruises on that woman
That woman whose husband beats her
In the scars on their wrists
That still show even after years
Humanity is capable of the worst cruelties
But then again we are also capable
Of incredible kindness.
 
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