Creatures Of The Dark
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We have language,
We have art
Music, Poetry,
We're smart
So,
What do we do?
Attack others
Steal and plunder
Have wars,
Produce sadness
Destroy wonders
Invent arms,
Of annihilating
Thunder!
Instead of spreading
Love and Joy
We practice,
No Pity, no pity
None at all
Being, shamefully,
Selfish and
The Cruelest Creatures
Of them all.
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