Quatrain of Stupid Times - 11822 - Yorktown Disciple
Stupid Times
We live in the most stupid
times, we love
in stupid
ways,
Nothing about mankind is
clear: drifting
unnatural
haze.
The longer we thrive on
earth, only crazy
love begins to
render,
It's hard to bless humanity,
I am no longer
a life
defender.
Yorktown Disciple
# 11822
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Hard
to
bless
humanity