When my head bows down to plea
and my heart shares the voice deep
I try to open the closed eyes to see
that nature is hard and wrong to flip.

Colours never change for they show
the clear picture of nature in true
personality and character outgrow
to lengths the society finds fiercely new.

The complexity of humanity is it's weakest spot
Overstretched demeanors to justify biological superiority,
To find emotional completeness is not
a rational justification to hold love in crucial captivity.

It's only fair to say in confidence--
trying hard to find one's self in all sexual measures
may as well lead to losing the one important sense
that defines humans as superior beings.