Pieces Of The Same Puzzle

Everything is a fragment of the whole
But each of the bit’s striving hard to stray
All the tiny holes they rig take their toll

The its bridges are burnt, risking the stay
The constituents still blind of the stakes
Where the foundation is laid, its ruins lay

Self-sufficiency feigns it’s all it takes
But the block screams of the gradual wear
Pointing to the utopia that self fakes

Who will sew back together this torn ware
When the parts are bent on reaping apart?
Even the whole’s apprehended by fear

Humanity is a well crafted art
Like a cargo sealed only for one cart

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