Within the mind we are confined;
the body shuts us in.
And sadly sometimes humankind
throughout its thick and thin
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Great poem rhyms flow and all and great in that it reminds how faster the multiverse is and the fictional futility of religion. Our religion must be science. Sorry maam. Science gets my neural motor working.
So, though confined the present seems, still myriad may be our future starry-visioned dreams come true we've yet to see… /// greatly penned the poem confined the brain in the puzzling web of instructions born free is not free everywhere like the closest stars oh! Covid War for Human Kind The Being of Death but the creatures go to live freely out of the claws of the cov-19
Thank you for the extensive comment. I'm glad you found the poem relevant...