What is humanity?
What are we?
I'm bothered by this quality
Than has been bestowed upon we.
This vanity
This need for greed, is that glee?
What is the true nature of Christianity?
But within darkness there is always light.
We can change
Out of this world we can go
Knowing the world won't face a blight
And feeling something strange,
Hope.
Rep away if you please, if not give respectful criticism. It's 1 AM here and my brain is dead mind you. Also, guess what type of poem it is (more or less. I made one tiny alteration). I'll give a hint if no one gets it.
What are we?
I'm bothered by this quality
Than has been bestowed upon we.
This vanity
This need for greed, is that glee?
What is the true nature of Christianity?
But within darkness there is always light.
We can change
Out of this world we can go
Knowing the world won't face a blight
And feeling something strange,
Hope.
Rep away if you please, if not give respectful criticism. It's 1 AM here and my brain is dead mind you. Also, guess what type of poem it is (more or less. I made one tiny alteration). I'll give a hint if no one gets it.
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