On This Day

On this the day of my birth
I have learnt the extent of my worth
This sum being so small
Stuck in humanity's weakness
Immobilized by emotion's call.

I am but a man
Held in the chains of my conscious
Shackled by the whims of the heart
Feelings.
Weakness.
Weakest muscle of the body,
The human heart.
So fragile, broken so easily.
A substance of affection,
But by my standard, simply an affliction

Humanity
My infection
The disease, born of the heart
The Cure is unknown to me
I wish only to be free of this curse
Break these chains that bind my wings
Let my fly
Let me rule
Let me become more

The world is rotten,
Overcome by the same affliction
Humanity, a curse of us all.