We humans came biilion years ago. Just like any other species, What was so special about us? Well we believed; to rule the world is our destiny. We crouched, cradled in nature's love, Stood up at last, but walking straight Made us feel superior. The lion and tigers, which were our neighbours Became threats; So we conquered everything. One by one. The land, the sea, the animals and the whole world. Did that satisfy our greed of power? No. We changed the greed into conquering each other. The unity among one species turned into bloodbath. We started creating boundaries. The boundaries may have united some parts of us. Each boundary created its own angels and demons. Angels controlled our happiness. Demons our greed. But soon we grew. The senses said lets break the boundary and be one. The mind intrepreted it wrong, In our minds it became Breaking the boundaries. Killing the others could make us the 'one'. We killed and conquered, every day a species died. The fire in our eyes, the blood in our veins, All got high, when one of our own men died. We tried to put an end to this, But not all could. Some monsters were left Unnoticed, yet craving for destruction. We all learnt to unite ourselves, The monsters viewed as another species threatening to take the useless power. They were less in number. But every time when the world unites. They **** and break the bonds. We start the blame game again. When will this stop? One monster dies. Hundred saints die with him. Maybe, the creator was right. We are born to destroy. But who? The answer lies within us.