Living In A World of Vicious Manimals

A combination of a man-like creature and an animal
Without any modicum of conscience and compassion
Massacring households putting down people to slaughter
Dutifully nonchalantly carrying out this extermination
Executing masses in a war with no enemy except the one seen by the provocateur
Truth baked, branded & bonded into sullied lies
Life loses its state of taste
As these bloodied waters flow with the seraphic souls afloat
In the created distance disappear concealed to remain undiscovered
Man receding inwardly
A stranger to himself
Standing outside being a witness of his actions
Observing as an unaffected spectator
Void and faceless
The detached architect of such gruesome atrocities
Sprouting seeds in lost lifetimes
Now live springing fruits of the harvest
Carriers of their past
Visiting in midnight nightmares
Haunted by visions in a frail attempt at normality
As the guilty roam free living in their innocence of impunity