Statues of men



Something surrounds us
we seldom see
Something which blinds us
with such sweet simplicity
We seem to look around, and we grin
at the site of our own; wonderful whim
We are surrounded by our own happy
the monuments we build aren't too shabby
We laugh and dance and praise them in our thoughts
Oh, how great we are: capable of such which we've sought
Our statues are wonderful, we fancy ourselves
We are superior to any who dwells
We laugh and dance all until when
Time destroys these statues of men

- Micah Hale

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