Wondering

Why does our misery attract us so?
A glad tiding draws the smile of a friend,
But a horror draws the world in
To view us at our worst.

“We are but human,” we shout in defense
As we gather in salacious eagerness
And I can’t help but think that maybe, perhaps,
Being human isn’t something to brag about.

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