Bones

Bones signify strength.A strength that not many have been able to experience.As you growAs you matureAs your mind is shaped by your environmentsAs your mind; soft like clayMolded and boldened by every touchBy every person, you interact withDay by dayYou grow.And so do your bones.You’ll find that you don’t shake or quiver as muchYou’ll find yourself standing taller.Like a tree with graceful branches laying out on another.Supporting.Holding.And growing together.We are just a tree of bones.Bones that will bash togetherMash togetherAnd mush to create a human.I kinda wonder what Prometheus was thinking when he created humans.Took some bonesTook some clayAnd justCreated.To create something so complex and so comprehensible must haven’t been an easy feat.Hell if I know what went on in his mind.As he layered so many piecesSo many little pivots and dipsCentered around bonesOur bones 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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