Who did we become?

So we've played society's game.
We've attempted the idea of perfection.
Hiding behind the masks we've created,
No longer able to recognize the reflection we see in the mirror.

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda

Powerful expression! 

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