Human Work

I've got air to breath
Death to keep in sheath
Socialize with a fleet
Abhor a new meet
Work in ignorance
Suffer horrid transference
Breaking my will
For your own thrill
Conform to your norm
Altering my present form

Brittle and frigid sanity hugs the lonely child
Amicable water caressing my torso
Gingerly pressing on my visage
The northern wind cares for me

Set wins the battle, allowing rest
Night comforts my solitude of dreams
Accompanied by vrill, stargazers glide
Precipitate the joy of clouds, rehearsing nature's play