Communication 118

man-kind?

I have no faith in mankind,
I don’t believe we’re civilised,
our evolution is an intrusion
on all that we touch,
we hate,
we kill,
there’s a stain
on our hands
from the blood
that we spill,
it’s a work of fiction,
the scale of extinction

those creatures who
once walked the earth
will never live again,
there’s a price on our head,
a debt,
an infraction,
a multigenerational
chain reaction,
once the match is struck,
the flame will spread like wildfire,
may we all burn in hell
for this god awful mess,
I wish I could give an identity
to such meaningless

we are heartless, careless,
designed never to prosper,
we breed,
and feed,
expel
and consume,
to the cradle
from the womb,
we bleed
and seed,
suck our host dry,
idly observe
as mother earth dies,
we multiply, harvest,
recycle the dead,
rearrange foreign policy
as a tool to rule
through bloodshed