We are unseasoned travelers to the heart of nullity <br />In search of the similar, yet unidentical soul twins <br />Bizarre alien races will hardly flatter our vanity <br />Will we be jealous of those advanced non hominid kins? <br />If we only knew that our future for them is history <br />We'd end aimless wars to live in harmony with one another <br />There's neosphere beyond nonexistence, a solved mystery <br />As soon as the time is ripe for the truth, we'll shudder <br />Regrets and apologies can't prevent us from collapse <br />If we turn tolerant and less hostile, we might endure <br />Into a deep coma of pre-mortal fever we'd never lapse <br />Once we learned that love works a miraculous cure.<br /><br />Aram Stefanian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cure/
