Observation
A sneering face unveils—neither flesh nor bone.
A grin deformed—a witness to generational failure.
Ancestral folds—meant to swathe newborns.
A veil disguised as protection—not placed at birth, but a weight bestowed before breath.
A once pure fabric—now stained by the sins of those who came before.
A flag for those who destroyed the promised land.
A given burden—shedding it by fate, the chosen child rejects it.
We, for too long, have rowed against redemption.
Era awaited. Will humanity ever rise again?
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