Cruelty at its finest,
Without the capability to understand
To why a flower wilts unnoticed.
Creatures destroying
Without a sign of weakness,
Much like a small child
With separated parents.
Hatred becomes fragile,
Glass boundaries shatter
Leading to abandonment
At times most needed. We
Created individualism to claim strength.
I dislike the questioning of Why
Rain falls gently such as the bruises
Of past conquests. Molesting a body,
A mind of pure intentions that one
Sought extinction of.
But as with the sight of a grieving mother,
Nature is balanced with instability
And sympathy is a microscopic
Requirement. This world seen
Falls out of belief to fill remorse.