Rivers of blood.
Such,
I see,
As eyes engage in the seeking,
of darkness.
Such,
I see,
as the future of humanity,
becomes a falsity.
Becomes,
a laughable thought.
For,
be there no future,
within a world of blood.
A world,
tethered only to the seeking of power.
To
simplistic competition.
To,
entities which seek only to,
devour.
Consume,
you beast!
Consume,
as death becomes you.
For,
you beings,
truly seek to eat yourself out of house.
Out,
of home.
Truly seek,
the absent of a tomorrow.
For,
within mouth's.
These,
overly satiated mouth's.
Out,
of such,
nothing is ever truly pronounced.
For,
these beings know not of self.
Know not,
of actuality.
These beings,
indeed,
Shall simply be consuming,
primates...
©yungb123
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