[One of my favorite studies in human nature.  This isn't written to downgrade mankind in particular.  I find most men to be pretty good guys.  This man is a pitiful awful exception.
He also hacks PCs and ruins them for using computers for what they were invented for].  He virtually ruined my song writing business.  May plagues and pestilences follow him each day of his life.

You let me see the worst in man
The rotten in his soul
His evil just a root from hell
His center of control
I grant he does not hide it
Invites my eyes to see
The evil he is caught up in
Yet strangely happily
He spares few gifts of kindness
It stays inside to fester
He and Lucifer are friends
And work so well together
He goes to church I guess to see
Some pilgrims wear a smile
He can't assimilate such love
It's poisons his own bile
He's wickedness on man's two legs
Who'd turn all good to bitter
God sees his handiwork go forth
And now might reconsider
This cannon loosed upon the world
This creep He has created
A hemorroid of mankind
So driven,  constipated
A feces of a fellow
A buzzard full of pukey
Don't step in none on Evans Mill
That chartreuse jinx is spooky