If you take away sorrows, sadnesses, and pains,
then all you'll have left are just human remains.
If just humans remain as the bane of insanity,
it’s plausibly because of their prayers for humanity.
then all you'll have left are just human remains.
If just humans remain as the bane of insanity,
it’s plausibly because of their prayers for humanity.
My humanity seeks to speak out about such stressing,
so most of this poem shows my semantic addressing
so most of this poem shows my semantic addressing
of what people must come to terms with, because
of our wondrous, and thundering claps of applause.
Claps of applause cause us pause, and we listen
as both left and right hands unite in their mission
of sound, resounding loud, crisp and clear
to those one supposes are near enough to hear.
of our wondrous, and thundering claps of applause.
Claps of applause cause us pause, and we listen
as both left and right hands unite in their mission
of sound, resounding loud, crisp and clear
to those one supposes are near enough to hear.