What does it mean to be human?
Could someone explain it to me?
There’s something I don’t quite get,
When it comes to humanity.
It’s not quite compassion,
Or a desire for equality,
But rather a thought of peculiar fashion,
Untouched by morality.
Between virtue and vice,
There is room aplenty,
For humans and… other beings.
Between hostility and compassion,
In the grey of gray of neutrality,
We don’t find many.
Truth be told, I just don’t get it ~
The nature of human duality.


About Fredrik Kayser

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