The uncaught Id

What makes a human
A thing
When does he become it?
How does she become that?
Why do the cries no longer tug at a heart?
Where does the conscience hide?
When do u realise it’s too late
To wrench the self from relish
And catch the ID
Before its havoc rules all…

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