Always will be
In this insane world we profess to love.
Our species fights and kills itself to live.
We tare apart thoughts and love we don’t understand.
Why doesn’t our intelligence ever see?
That killing and murder will never set us free.
Death is death and always will be.
So, we’ll kill each-other to live, so god damn constantly?
Why is it - I kill you and you kill me?
Why is our intelligence this dumb so repeatedly?
The tragic nature of our species this is and always will be.
Copyright © A Yorkshire Poet | Year Posted 2023
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