The Day I Became Someone Else

The day I became someone
else
was the day I realized
my death is
inevitable.

It was the day I realized
I’ve always been dying.

Since the minute
I was born,
I was meant to destroy
and be destroyed.

The day I became someone else
was when I realized
humans were made to obliterate.
It’s in our nature.

We long to make our earth
more “livable,”
yet manage to demolish it
in the process.

We create and create
and create,
knowing everything is temporary.
Our things are.
Us.
The earth.

Deterioration is inevitable.
We will all just be
the outcome
of our makings.

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