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Primal nature

Long long ago in an age primal,
violence was used for survival,
but even now there is a suppressed animal,
acting on desires that are carnal.

Emotional and impulsive in day and night,
not caring about the other person's plight.
Every action is done without a fright,
even though we are under Someone's sight.

Why do the eyes rave in lust
Why do we find it hard to trust
Why do we treat others unjust
Why do we worry when we're dust?

Why within us does jealousy arise
Why do we deceive with many lies
Why don't we see another heart's cries
Why don't we cherish life like a prize?

- SS (sstutor@gmail.com)

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