Its raining again ..The city lights molest my senses, cold water drenches my bones.people walk past me with faces I'll never want to knowI navigate through puddles and beggars trying not to get my shoes wet, sheol is just a small ways away. The incessant wailing of those in poverty is so trifling.. my care for them turned to disgust. To be so pathetic is surely a fate worse than death, but here in the city its just life. I dont look at them, not out of shame but irritation and disdain. To live in country farms must be a blessing, for here in the jungle of flesh, humanity's sin is laid bare to all, from begger to bystander, from law to crime, from love to hate, it is all on full display in all the ways we have gone astray...
Your poetry is ass
You're a bad person anon
>>43593270Its not poetry....But also yes(And thats a good thing)
I like El Huervo
>>43593288I am the way i am because of my philosophy Other people just are because thats how they areThey are no better than animals.I CHOOSE to be this way, that alone makes me a better human.
>>43593322Plenty of people have a personal philosophy and value system they follow you aren't special
>>43593322Woe is you, ignorant to the minds of others, thinking therefore that yours must be unique. Many such cases. It's all just the trappings of ego. I will pray for you.
>>43593362They haven't thought about it as much as i have
