to be? being?

Reliving self?

Or just another way to conform?

A service to mankind, no less?

Or a shield against loneliness?

An ode to the other?

Or to me, with love, forever?

An unthinking mistake-

this chubby toy keepsake?

The masquerades are many.

The young unformed is distinct yet

and has no link to bearers once born.

Why then do we revel

In possession, traits, assets

of a being, not ours.

Why then do we care

o, so deeply about

a being, not ours.

An utterly selfish action

or a totally selfless one?

A blind faith in life

Or an attempt to find faith?

Somewhere in between, somewhere in between….

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