Perfection

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What is the price of perfection…
Seemingly an impossible ambition.

A gun-less society with no more Sandy Hooks

Bodies without immune systems
In a world of zero infectious diseases

Or a world bereft of the guarded

Perhaps a communist manifesto
Or a capitalist mecca

Or maybe in a modern day fairytale
Adam saving Steve from the damsels,

Or just maybe, when the world
Knew the serpent as the serpent,
When the whole of mankind stood god-like

Back then, when perfection was in our genes,
And an apple loomed as sin.