Human
People are dying,
They are always dying…
Until they are dead.
And when they are gone,
They are always gone;
Some go without a trace.
People are killing,
They are always killing…
Until they themselves are killed.
People are harming,
They are always harming…
Until they themselves are harmed beyond recovery.
So why don't they stop hurting and killing?
Why can't they leave the world alone?
Because they are human,
And at the same time inhumane…
Ironic, isn't it.
Inspired by war and death and this world, it's really late now and I have to go to bed, just wrote this as a last minute thought.