I can feel the world's good graces,
slowly peeling away,
leaving me trembling,
at the sight of our horrors,

How could a people,
so compassionate,
destroy so much,
without a thought,

we humans are all different,
striving to fit in,
into a society, a cage,
of our own construct,

so very similar,
yet we all seem separate,
only those with love,
seem to understand,

humans, such strange creatures,
lovable, hate-able, broken,
from the the start,
the most interesting creatures,