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Parasitic Understanding

Parasite is used for fowl and bad,
Is a connotation that makes me mad,
For as you think into the world,
At all there is to behold,
A great knowledge has been hidden in plain sight,
That shows a world that would give many fright,
For the irony is that we do say,
That things that live off others are the worst things made,

Yet have any who have said ever thought,
They are entwined in their own net and caught,
For in this format of reality,
Everything is a makeup of other parts in whole,
Then parasites make up every piece of living control,
For as animals we are do we not all consume,
By bringing other creatures to their doom,
As further down don’t the plants consume nutrient,
A truth you cannot circumvent,
Minerals build off water and time,
Stalactites from dripping moisture in kind,

Then even further they process the sun,
The star that feeds off nuclear fusion,
From chemicals left from its birth,
Like engines burning out in long working worth,
Earth our planet lives in day and night,
Rotating in symphonic delight,
It’s inner core slowly cools,
As it feeds of older force in which it was tooled,
The moon slowly swings out,
The distance forever growing as it shouts,
Then force must always blend off his brother,
No one action cannot come without another,
Conservation of energy is balance of result,
Which if you take it cannot be created or destroyed even with jolt,
Just changed to new and different form,
Then we are parasitic from every piece of matter to cells to even being born,
The energy to cause a difference requires force from another source,
And when you look at that maybe we came from the energy of another universe,
But everything adapts all that is,
If it consumes it breaks down to simpler sources,

Then complexity is built off the parasites eating its need,
Then discarding the waste to be a new source of nutrient feed,
Layers upon layers of things eating source like miniature mothers,
We are all parasites just in what we like to call parasite are morbid to others,

So then when we set our self to that same scale,
Shouldn’t we see taking without replacing as a plague to our own train we might derail,
For our wastes might make it impossible to win and doom our fate,
Yet the next form to take place might consume what we tried to say we did create…

Sean Stutzman