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Short poem about the one who sees the many with a new perspective. |
| Once, there were a million voices they were bound together by the power of million they were part of a nation, they were one, one million One day, one million light years away a man woke up and looked he laughed at the sight of one million who were actually one he looked again, he opened his eyes one million light years away, they seemed so small, the one million who were actually one like a bee hive, they worshipped a queen each had a job, a position, in the endless search for honey but the honey they got were not for themselves, it fed a monster One million light years away, the man looked and he saw a monster with thousand hands thousand souls, thousand eyes, one million light years away the man sighed the monster he saw never blinked her eyes her thousand mouths never opened, never smiled, It fed on a million souls, it controlled one million hands, And the man looked, and then closed his eyes he counted million sheep, and then fell asleep hoping that one million light years away one million eyes will open and see him. |