You claim to love nature

But it never loved you!

You deemed it your saviour

Yet ****** is its precursor!

O poor! O wretched humans!

Your power, your genius: your nuance.


Dear Mother was never your mother

Nor ever will it be your father

For it is a long forgotten answer—

To your mindless blunders.

My kin who all have suffered,

Their hatred shall be your supper.