Folly of Humans

We love solace yet pray togetherness we love life yet despise the other we pray yet demons inside believing the oneness yet ostracize. We see a kite, a sight beautiful, And we also see the disgust, the ugly we do have the lens to life, but willfully claiming the ultimate. We tend to love the thing we hate we hate once loved we play new tricks with self yet convincing it, from fate.