eat the cities
gulp the rivers
drink ground water dry
shit and piss and puke in the seas
pound the farmlands
to bloody meal
stamp the forest trees
down like nails and watch
the gushers of black blood
shoot into the sky
spattering the dust in dense brown drops
that ripple with rainbows in the sun
to it all set a match
so the air is thick as tar with smoke
what sort of a joke is this humanity
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