humanity's serenade

By alwaysnconfusion

Humanity
A curse
A sin
The plague upon
This earth

Truth
Bringer of pain
No more
Its been slain

Lies
The false glory
Traitors to themselves
An empty story

Selfish people
Destitute
The life of
A prostitute

Sell ourselves
For money and fame
Morals astray
What is shame

Build our masks
Murder our souls
Be sucessful
Pay society's toll

Easy to be false
Impossible to be real
Cheat ourselves
With a sickening zeal

In resistance
Truth is sought
halted by society
Pain is brought

I hate humanity
Im human
I Hate myself

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Copyright 2003 alwaysnconfusion
Published on Sunday, December 7, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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