Shaped
The magnitude of a shape can be reflected by the shape,
This small animal of some use can argue with us.
Under the microscope it is delicate, and easily deformed
Into different behaviours to make it look living.
We live and you live, but how do we all live?
Due to something in the cosmos, and everything on Earth,
But Earth is a provider of a bigger life span and me.
The smallest animals are not plants but cells
Of magnitude, of severe lack of trust for each other
That they have somehow abandoned each other.
poem by Naveed Akram
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