Bad Conscience

I hold in scorn this very destructive criticism
For those who must be sentenced uphold their devilish cynicism
So what sets me apart from their so called elitism?

Is it my foolishness?
My sad human reality?

I know not for this flesh is as ruthless as the rest

To thee who rests with the crown
Turn your head away and pretend you fellow man doesn't drown
Why bother helping others and step down?
After all our presence on this planet is already in the countdown

Fall and believe soon we will fall to inevitability
Although we are human we are still evil's source

So weep and try for some guilt