I'd champion peace
But it's too easily broken
Love?
By definition, ideal...
Oxytocin, that's real
Good and Evil?
False reprieval
Morals are pandemic deceit
Warped belief that apart from particles
Humanity matters
Our fathers vomited fact for sweet self-preservation
Stitching saviours from
Bygones of creation

In the end, I am my own
I will trod this path alone
Hollow to the bone
Until I decompose.

The truth?
I simply live
For fear of death.