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Life, what is it really?
The light that comes from the sun?
The giving of birth of another child?
Or is it but the essence within us
That really makes us live? Many theories
Have been regarded as "Life" in the human's eyes
But if we cherish life so much, why is there
War then? why is there ceaseless
Deathes around us? Why do we the people value
Our lives more then anything? is is simple-
Greed, Pride, Wrath, Gluttony, Sloth, Envy and Lust.
These are the things that haunt the daily lives of the
People. These are the things that corrupt the minds
Unchosen to wield such an authority, to be able to choose
Such a freedom. To harness as much power as a person
Can in their lifetime, to be regarded as a worthy
Opponet to those above the status of law. Life?
Life is but a simple trinket that lives within the minds of
Those to ignorant to be able to bear it.
- by MizukiMidnight |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 01/30/2009 |
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- Beth Turner - 02/10/2009
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