I see a wave of tiny ants
I see no sir nor ma’am,
I feel chaos through hell
I see the flesh,the soul and bones
The blood that curses the vein;
the mind that distinguishes the heart from the hand.
The worthless war between the fairest
“Human”as they say dignifies even the dirtiest animals in the best way.
“Human” they praise
“Human” I sigh.