Sunday, 16 March 2014

Man

I looked into the soul of man,
the untamed chaos that surrounds his mind that rots him to his very core,
stripped away of morality, there is nothing left of him except his nature, 
violence is his true essence when society crumbles you are left with this reality, 
skeleton, flesh and slime we slide out of the primordial ooze just to rip out the throat of our fellow man, 
stepping on the bones of their children just to survive
and the pleasure we receive for doing it goes beyond any reward you will find in heaven

moving through history like a devious snake
we shaped it on lies and hypocrites
erasing cultures like they were a bad smell
simple because we could
gifted with a knowledge our superiority made us perfect
the unbridled truth that they were nothing purely because they were different
we enslaved nations and bathed in the tears of what we believed to be an inferior race
look at us now

we're civilized now its all in the past
slavery doesn't exist its now called sweatshop
third world children breaking their backs to make us all cheap clothing
but its not slavery oh no thats a dirty word and you'll get sued if you accuse us of it
and they own you too, they gave you that bubble that you live in so when it finally pops your left flailing
like a cancer patient having his dying breath
your world falls apart

the self serving we elect as our leaders
pay them to tell us what to do and they still look down on us
knowing we will be there for them because we don't have the will to give a fuck
even when they take us for every penny we have we don't give a fuck
they bring a country to its knees
we give them bonuses instead of hanging them
weldone

so when your old and dying and you look back on your life
will you be happy knowing that you knew all this and still did nothing
or will you get together with like minded individuals and try and change the world
and even if you fail at least you died for what you believed in
but say you do change it, say all your plans come together and you walk into the sunset
how will you ever stop it going back to how it was?
we are man
have a nice existence

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