the poet

you want to know  how can anyone  large shadow  a, b, c  time of day  spring  look out my window  I see you staring  cruel place  somewhere  endings  not me  sun shines  stare at the mirror  hurt, pain  To A Soulmate  tiger's eyes  rain splatters  treat me like shit?  fire inside!  No One  journeys  love and lust  My Friend  falling  bitch, whore  no comfort  yes, yes  the music begins  somewhere i know  no longer  understanding  smurf  in...out...  Label.  addiction  lie in the darkness  frustrations  Fire  cold, alone  SheWhoKnows  you fell in love  human  wolf sees all  what to think  i feel lost  angel  twelve 

the world is a cruel place
everything is without meaning
the senseless slaughter of animals and destruction of forest land
the brutal massacre of fellow humans

everywhere i go i see man and civilization
if civilization is so great
why is everything dying
usually we are at the root of the cause

do we think that the world will always be here for us
i don't
do we not care what happens to everything else
so long as it leaves us unaffected

are we so high and mighty as to forget all the things we step on
success is heady i have heard
enought to make one not care
if that is so then humans are the most successful beings of all

is that an accomplishment?