Man's Fatal Flaw

To exist is to embrace the diener.

 Existence is man's fatal flaw. 

The root of the problem.

Without it, what could stand in the way of progress?

What would forbid nations from rising Or  Societies from flourishing? Certainly the problem is existence. Without existence, no one would die No death.  To exist is to disappoint Existence is man's fatal flaw. The fruit of interlopers Without it, what could dry out the rivers of prosperity Or  Collapse the fragile structure of humanity? Certainly the problem is existence. Without existence, none would be disappointed  No disappointment.  To exist is to founder.  Existence is man's fatal flaw. The petals of dereliction.  Without it, what would shake the tender cords of sanity Or Fracture the motivation of future leaders? Surely the problem is existence. Without existence, none would founder. No failure.  

This poem is about: 
Our world

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