Man's Way
By: Sostuz
Being human is simple
but working to be pure
in our kind is treated as a pimple.
We fight against our own,
bringing our own sorrow.
We have little to hone
due to ignoring tomorrow.
We often ask ourselves "Why?"
Well, consider a claro.
It is a rare cigar but to those who
are able to aquire it, it is unique.
It's flavor is second to none, new
but with old techniques.
Peace is similar, it must be desired,
not swayed or else it may decay.
We need peace to avoid death's way.
Yet we still do not change,
for we are arrogant and
resistant to a good change.
Perhaps a disaster is needed
to break our chains.
