‘The Art of Being Human’
a d’Verse poetics prompt
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
This being human is poetry ~ No. This being, human, is defined, defied ~ by lines imaginary; knowing he doesn't know his worth ~ knowing leaves him weary; This, being human, is, primarily ~ his greatest aspiration; aspiring, perhaps, to believe he is ~ some greater being's creation; This, being, Human, is merely what ~ has been bestowed upon you; You're born, you die, and in between ~ being human's what we all do
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