These are the clones.
They gaze at their phones and never the sky.
Never the stars for which they say they reach.
There's only lies in the truth they say they speak.
They were too weak to ever be them.
They fear the thoughts of her and him.
And so they bend to every whim of this.
The false world.
Where the very roots of life are desicrated and made unrecognizable.
They deny the circle of which they are a part.
The system of life that they so utterly destabalize.
Why? Why! Why!
Frustration builds inside.
When ponder, i, upon the clones.
I would that they all die alone! The very fear that drives them all.
And even they do not see this simple truth.
That fear is the very root of all that they do.
Why can you not admit!
Our ancestors were wrong! We are not the civilized!
We are the cancerous destroyer.
And in our destruction we devolve.
This is how nature's problems solve.
The more we change the world around us.
The less we shall, our race, develop.
This is evolution.
We will create and so destroy.
Untill our world is dull and void.
And then we to shall fade away.
This is the future they have made.
These clones that do so fervently pretend.
That we are more than dust in the wind.
A fear that we are here as animals are.
That type of thinking is far too bizzare.
To live as beasts among the trees!
The clones would rather watch tv!
The fear of death brings remedies
To natures balance called disease.
For every one they cure, another new one comes.
This is because we dont belong.
Not in such masses.
The clones are savage.
I would that they all die alone.):