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Sour Apple Trees

Those brightly colored buzzing stinging bees,
lick their sticky tongues
up sour apple trees.
There once was a time,
when the human race
had respect for much more then its own pride.
Elephant tusks were not
sold on the black market,
and seals were not hunted just for sport.
We were more studiously in tune with our surroundings.
And now
you cant find two seconds.
To look ​up ​at the sky,
or breathe in fresh air
Feel more alive then you've been in ten years.

Your just like them,
No soul.
Hungry and selfish.
No self control.
You will take
without hesitation,
the life of another.
Living,
breathing,
beautiful creature.

Your hands do not shake.
You concentrate,
make sure your aim is straight.
He is just a slab of flesh to you
No feelings are involved,
when you pull the trigger.
Just an ignorant thought,

"My next trophy.
Something else to keep in the freezer.
​Think I'll hang it up down the hallway,
with ​all of​ ​my other forgotten treasures".

Also a rumbling sensation is more then likely
your stomach ​is clawing at you
its time to eat.
don​'​t think about the others,
You will sit here,
like​ ​a beast
lingering with his meet in your teeth.
Tearing away the muscle  beneath thick fur.
Why do​ ​you behave​ ​this way.
Growling and snarling like a wolf.

So disfigured.

I guess you forgot your humanity
Did it ever exist at all
​I don't think you ever had it in the first place.
Some will say its just the way the cookie crumbles
but you are a sorry excuse for a human being

So take that gun and put it back in your closet
don't let your mother see
She is half blind and deaf
but she can still smell the blood
dripping from your lips
you don't want to break her heart
She has a heart unlike yours
one that actually beats

How you came from her is a mystery
these days shes a rare breed.
If only there were more like her
maybe this world wouldn't be so dirty

I bet you didn't think of that
while you were ripping him apart
or the fact that our world is dying
from evil acts like yours
the sad thing is there's so many like you
men that break hearts
boys that chase girls in the dark

The women are evil too
ones that drown their babies
in the lake at the park
ones that stalk truck drivers
just to rape their wallets

they say there is always hope
i guess there kind of has to be
other wise we would all give in
to your scary loose insanity
Written by isailn
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