Our treacherous world
Broken and bloody
By all the harsh things
It had known
Families became bullies
Friends became prey
It never occurred to us,
All of us forgot
As our world grew older, thought,
Our eyes opened
Our hearts opened
Bullies became angels
Prey became heroes
Something good and
Something broken
Our differences are
Our inspiration
Our beetles are
Angels
Angels, and beetles;
Bullies, and heroes.
We forget our differences
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