That Will Be Our End

There are monsters roaming the streets Created by the evil of the gods Strengthened by the stupidity of man itself They wander aimlessly Killing anyone or anything that they find They always look like the rest of us So, most are unaware they exist There is no way for us to ever stop them We are merely their substance That is our fate until the end of time To be hunted and killed without hope After all, we cannot beat the gods And we cannot defeat man Not as long as they work together And that will be our end © Poem – X/VII/MMXXV LRET