The Fall

Why have we turned so cruel?
Where have our love been lost?
Everyday we kill our own brothers,
The ones we had loved the most,
Peace have become a costly commodity,
Values and ethics are considered an oddity,
Life now has no value at all,
Why aren't we bothered at our fall?
Why have we shed last bit of humanity?
Why are we so fixated with this destructive insanity?
Destroying the world making it worse,
Yet hearts remain devoid of any regret or remorse,
God created man in his own image,
But we kill, ravage, destroy and damage,
I pity on you, I pity on me,
Our fall is near but we can't see.