Wetiko - Wretched

This instinct was handed from serpents to thieves and priests

Feed off their own;

destroy their homes

In search of conquering their pride

Spine is ripped out, any vertebrae of ethics is in dismay

Survival;

how great it is and how’d you get it?

It’s obvious death comes, aside from your wealth, stature and healthcare

Power is why a human lives, while every organism just is

Malevolence molesting the systems of life

Annihilate ourselves, impacting all those to come

A step backwards, with nuclear arms

We’re wild with greed

Scarred by political charm

Depreciating with excess force

Protesting with only an unarmed voice

Tools of a trade are tossed for the fancy life

Led by the embalmed and blind

Someone take my spine before it’s lost

Give me fire and a blade to last

I’ve broken down sensitive eyes

To frost over those who won’t grasp their lives

Push!

No need for the stampeding

Human sized but making paths that have an impact

The game then connects from traveling

Without each pollination

We are unraveling

Sand blast battered with molten rock

We’ve evolved to be soft

The few will live and gorge on flesh;

No animal without fangs is feared

Filed down

Down to stubs

Filed down

When we are young

Destroying all learning, label it a phase

To be forgotten, not knowing hunger pains

Filed down

When we are young