Friday, 22 August 2014

War

Humanity, you'll realize, at the end, is always at war with itself.
How ironic, innit? After all we're the so called heirs to the throne of the Earth, but we deny it and slowly, take, tear ourselves apart into, a thousand little pieces.
A thousand little pieces that are yet to be stolen.

Sometimes, you know. In a moment of deep thought, doesn't everybody wish life to be a little, you know, unsophisticated?
Smooth.
Easy.
Get along with your damn lives.
Live in a state of amity.

That's where we're damn going wrong.

You see, it's the Thrill,
In the eye of the tiger.
The belly of the beast,
The fires to be warmed.
The higher the warning,
The higher the calling,
 Makes you all fight,
For a mistaken sense of glory?
Why not have more?
Why forsake the sense of greed?
The fighting spirit of a man, that compels him to fight, even though his body can take no more.
Keep on,
Until.
You.
Drown,
And,
Die.
Obruent Moritur.

Sink.
In.
Your.
So-Very-Antagonized.
Glory.
Until.
The.
Oceans.
Scream.
Vengeance.
Maria, et climatis et vindictus

Burn,
In 
An
Inferno.
Of.
Gazes.
From.
Heaven. 
And.
Hell.
Until.
The.
Insanity.
Overshadows.
Your.
Humanity.
Insania Obumbrat Humanitatis

Humanity, you realized at the start, was always at war with itself.
 JustAnotheRandomGuy

P.S.- I'm sorry for not having posted. Again, I don't need to be sorry, so anyway, 

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