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I am human, a broken sentence, a fragmentation.
I am trying to mend the muscle & send the message.
I am human, a faulty function, abomination.
I'll come up short, in every column & situation.
But I'm not Humane with the way that I treat & blame,
I am not Humane, rejected embrace disdained acceptance,
the hu-man race.
I am human, constant confusion, limited knowledge.
I'm well aware, of what I don't know know, can't seem to forget.
I am human, a fallen ideal abandoned question.
I was hoping, to have a mission, clarification.
I am human, what does this mean? I have no concept.
How can this be? No one was watching, no planned creation.
But I'm not Humane, with the way, that I fake out, my brain.
Try to suspend belief, close one eye to the thief, that's science & genetics.
Ninety-eight percent, deoxyribonucleic, it's primitive.
You can protest this fact, hold out for context, or explore & accept.