Shove it

not sure

I have seen human cruelty take shape

A billion winged creatures flying high into the atmosphere

Squeaking

Blocking out the sun of righteousness

Hunting the innocent down feeding on filth

 

These winged distinctions consumed everything

Until nothing but a desolate place exists

Living for a short while

 

This does not have to be

Embrace the sun

Author's Note

hope u enjoy