Born Humanity is an anchor That sinks under its own weight Bitter - Their nauseating rancor That is just the catalyst, another bait Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves? They are just containers of fear and despair Another "slut" blossoming Another act of faith Another idol promising A place in her own space Searching for answers Or just a common place? Maybe this house of raptures A cathedral in a database Above the kennel Pulling the strings - Of bird creation Poem tangential Evoking endless sophistication Frivolous - Nympholept Why can't anyone be sincere with themselves? They are just containers of fear and despair Free of Avidyia Free of Ignorance