( CYCLE : BETWEEN GOOD AND EVIL )
My dear strange, far friend
We all are like a trees
Which God still plants on Earth
But human sin changes them
You are a tree for egzample
With two different branches
One of them was implanted
And it drunks most justices
Just like an implant parasite
Primare, from Eden, good branch
Is snooze, its good fruits are rare
Second branch, human implanted
Has a lot fruit but bitter, astringent
Why, oh why we don’t nurture
The beauty, the true, the good
Why, oh why we carelessly allow
Parasitic evil to freely so grow
Don’t let yourself be such a tree
Such trees really dying standing
Even if they grow in fertile soil
You should leave from here
Don’t be passive, my dear
You don’t eat fruit from such trees
It bring too much a suffering
They not to distinguish fom healthy
Just like a lie dressed in truth
Like failure pretending success
Maybe if you’re very, very strong
Don’t let poisoned trees still grow
You their all fruits destroy
Digging them up with roots
How nice,clean would be our Earth
Only with paradise gardens
It’s really worth taking care of
So let’s be strong like Heracles
Patiently cleaning Augean stables
How nice, clean would be man
Without lie, pride, stupitity
It’s really worth still to trying
It’s still really do not give up
Imagine, my friend, future centuries
The people comletely unlike us
Like we’re distant from Neanderthals
Will future people not blame us
Will they be grateful for how they are
( June 19, 2026
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