How do we define
what destruction is worth?
As we rise we
Push inferior beings
Under
what conditions
do we let them
breathe like us?
Finality is not
all of a sudden but
we claim
Suddenly
We have parched the world
As we progress to the end
Ooze success off our stained hands
We absorb more than we create
Harm more than we help
Starve more than we give
As humanity feasts
The rain groans
And the beach cries out for water
