Humanity
What use are they
Wretched, greedy things
All the little odds and ends
Yet missing all the springs
A miracle in alchemy
Couldn’t make it right
These parasites
These creature-worms
Cringing from the light
Humanity
We raise it high
But what floats to the top?
The worst of us all crown the hill
No one can make them stop
My heart goes out
To none who rule
These foul bejeweled
These empty kings
Who eat and still they drool
Humanity
Depravity
Oh good, I thought that’d rhyme
It seems even this English thing
Has finally seen
The light
This frothing, angered
Gold-dressed crowd
Should stay trapped in the night
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