Human Fleshlings

A poem about humanity.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Human Fleshlings

Imperfect flesh

Fantasy perfection

 

Love is all we need

Yet all we want is greed

 

We seek perfection to plant our seed

We expect them to follow our lead

 

We’re full of sin

How can we expect to win?

 

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Very interesting. Humans are not perfect. Very basic truths.

[Steve]

OMG This is so good. I love how this asks the eternal questions of what we expect and what we can actually do....very nice!