Imperfect Design Part 1
We are as humans, are an imperfect design.
We kill;
each other never for good reason.
We destroy;
ourselves with drugs and alcohol
We consume;
So much that others go without
We are our own worst enemy.
We lead each other into war, for land we don't need.
We start famines, when we have enough for everyone.
We create diseases, and then don't try to make cures.
We will lead to our own self destruction.
There is no cure, for us.
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