Filthy Humans

These things run thru
My mind, going nowhere
What was it in you,
That destroyed it, smashed
Killed the intentions
Making everything
And everyone
Unclean
You filthy humans
You sycophantic
Unrelentingly
Self-absorbed
Note the fallen shame
Attack the silent, blame
Burning good will
With torches lit high
Taking the unholy
Crusade to every door
Striking disgust
In the hearts and minds
Killing the trust
And taking your time

What was it in you
That took the lies
And formed another truth
And made mud pie
Out of the Earth
Which nurtured us once
Now lost, now disgust
Replaces all semblence
Of thoughtful sentience
We are what you have become
All ugly, filthy humans
Wallowing in our cumulative
Denominations, our trade
Grating the nose to the grind
And failing, one and all
To suffice
We all suffer now
We all blunder on
We are now all,
One and the same,
Filthy humans