Being Human

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Bravely craving for love and human touch

Secretly savoring the solitary time you stole from your beloved

Honoring the Call of Hawk to fly away into the wild

Responding to the primal urge to nest and lay roots

Roots and wings; co-existing, sabotaging

Am I a tree or a bird? Am I human or god?

Loving and hating; plodding and soaring

Build it up, tear it down

Cosmic destruction is the dance of gods.

Creative destruction is the dance of humans.

We are gods. We destroy. We create.

We are human. We love. We hate.

Being human-gods is fucking hard work.

No wonder religion sells.

Easier to outsource our god.

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8 Responses to Being Human

  1. heather426 says:

    Love this one!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. ashleybkeogh says:

    I like the last line. Weird to think about ‘outsourcing’ a god.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Religion always sells.

    Like

  4. Robin says:

    I love this one Latha!

    Liked by 1 person

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