Do you feel that?
That tar
That slick blackness
Oh it's not at the surface
And you want to beleive it doesn't exist
But there is something ugly in all of us

Once released it billows out of our throats
Chin's upturned and eyes ablaze
Like diesel exaust
Thick black burning fuel
That we use to make regrets
And generate hatred in those within reach

It fills your muscles with vigor
And your mind with fight
And when you swing your aim is truer
To your darkest intentions
And when you talk you snip parts away
From the weakest parts of people

Its a sort of hateful x ray vision
That only let's you see the black
In every living soul
Allowing for a true yet unnecessary justice
That has self perpetuated
Since the dawn of intelligence on earth

Its so very ugly and graceless
But it exists
To be apathetic to it
is to slowly let it seep into the ground
Poisoning the water
And masses at once
This is a grater danger
than the enflamed individual

Its unnoticeable
until it builds to a point I'm all
And history will show
All it takes is a spark
For the world to burn.