Here once stood one hundred million species,
undiscovered until extinction.
Here once stood unnatural amounts
of pretty turned product – mechanized slaughter.
The sentient flaunted their machinist superiority –
an ersatz compensation for real instincts lost.
Millennia of ancestry,
plowed down for modern industry,
the solution to their housing crisis
was in fact the cause.
So, why not humanity for habitats?
Because they are damned if they do
and dammed when they can't!
Euthanasia is a crimeless death penalty
but it's still better than what they get
when tortured, brutally murdered,
because some fucking coward cant make a clean living.
So he picks on the voiceless children
“well, they're not smart like us they won't feel a thing!”
That's a fact? Please explain!
Why should we even care?
The things we destroyed did not need to be there.
(And we know what is right!)
Its survival of the selfish!
The bi-pedal tyrant goes down with his ship in the end.
Here once stood invented laws and morals,
applicable to selective followers.
And as such rules reserved the right
to control matters of death and life.
oxygen and oceans
Metal rusts, cement crumbles.
To err is human, not divine.
Prayers are so intently mumbled
when proud man is forced to decline.
Why should we even care...
