Such is the nature of the world
Ever from shapeless molds we cleave
All of our grandest deceptions
Frantically we search for much needed reprieve
Ironically necessitated by their inceptions
In them we our darkest secrets hide
In an effort to maintain our pride
Effortlessly given and not left contrite
Flightless birds given new height
Dishonestly contrived,
In politics thrived,
An intricate trap laid for the listener
Is often the penance of the sinner
This is the nature of a dishonest world
Such that Atlas his weight hurled.
Senseless acts of violence and hatred fraught
The ageless perpetrators confident and haught
War waged for race and color,
Face and pallor,
Machiavellian ideals need not apply,
In coordinated destruction its leader lie
A mass extinction wrought, a murderous great flood
An infernal infantry, weapons lacquered in blood
Victims, in the absence of crime penitent
A conquered city without a living tenant
Orders from hell carried out verbatim
"Leave not a living victim."
This is the nature of a hateful world
Such that Atlas his weight hurled.
- λngelღмander
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