Windows are Inhumane

​What if you could do what Superman does

While your wings sing: “buzz” “buzz” “buzz”

What if you could smell something sweet

Land on it and taste it with your feet

What if you spent all day with flowers

Saving the environment with your powers

What if you didn’t know the concept of glass

Constantly crashing and busting ass

What if your fear of windows was such a grind

You could never find peace of mind

What if every time you were distracted a bit

Right smack dab into a window you’d hit

What if you were at your wits end

And pain seemed like your only friend

What if your last hope through this strife

Was the promise of no windows in the afterlife


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