*HUMANITY *

slash of red all around 

Alike you and me on the ground!Eyes agape in terror 

Time stood still in fear~~

Screams of panic pounding in the ears 

The ambient was thick with tears!!


Lynching thousands of innocents 

In the name of religion 

Creating their own taint definition  ~

Destroying the world with their hatred

 Is this really a cause so sacred?



So oblique is your sense of uprightness

 So perverted are your thoughts ~~~

What have we came up to ?

Where are we headed off to? 


There is a vague clarity Expressed in opaque parody 

*Swear an oath ~~~
Being humans *HUMANITY* Is what we loath. 

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