A spark itself seems to be odd,
In world so crumbled and detached
That human must destroy oneself to be a part,
Of those who think they`re right.
Right ones never change, they only transfer
Same ideas, same mistakes,to those who fit the most
To those who seek the recognition
Of those who seek to recognize.
Thee spark itself is so uncommon,
One might take it for a storm of flames
That crushes,kills and vaporizes
Withought thinking it might save
Not only me and you,
but universe itself,
thus spark is the beginning
never end.
A spark
© Copyright: Меркс Джон, 2017
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