I see a wave of tiny ants
I see no sir nor ma’am,
I feel chaos through hell
I see the flesh,the soul and bones
The blood that curses the vein;
the mind that distinguishes the heart from the hand.
The worthless war between the fairest
“Human”as they say dignifies even the dirtiest animals in the best way.
“Human” they praise
“Human” I sigh.
Orion Auriga 
Wow, this is extraordinary, Queen. The first few lines, my god, they are so beautiful and mystifying. This whole piece is profound with such mesmerizing figurative imagery. This is amazing poetry, and the meaning in this piece is truly heartbreaking. Such excellent work here, I love reading your work.
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Thank you so much dearđź–¤means a lot
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