Poetic-Verses
'' When You Take That Final Breath ''
If life is for living why do we die?
Did the creator make a mistake?
Or could it be he is one big lie,
Is he truly the ultimate in fake?
The Human is in a class of it's own,
They thrive on imagination,
They believe they're on a superior throne,
It fills them up with elation.
From royalty to billionaires,
They think they are better than you,
Below them! They will say, who cares,
But the 'plebs'' they love to subdue.
The point is the 'pleb'' is just as bad,
We have a desire to put others down,
The fact is the Human Being is sad,
As in misery they watch others drown.
We hate each other as much as we love,
To the point of adoring or killing,
Could these really be those gifts from above?
For inflicting pain we are more than willing.
Domination over others is our aim in life,
From the bottom to the top of the tree,
The fact is our species revel in strife,
Sometimes the truth we prefer not to see.
Could any God really be so cruel?
To watch his creations being destroyed,
Ask yourself now, who is the fool,
Are Human Beings really that devoid?
Whether any God is real or not,
Rich or poor we will all meet our death,
So there's no need to feel distraught,
' When You Take That Final Breath '
Did the creator make a mistake?
Or could it be he is one big lie,
Is he truly the ultimate in fake?
The Human is in a class of it's own,
They thrive on imagination,
They believe they're on a superior throne,
It fills them up with elation.
From royalty to billionaires,
They think they are better than you,
Below them! They will say, who cares,
But the 'plebs'' they love to subdue.
The point is the 'pleb'' is just as bad,
We have a desire to put others down,
The fact is the Human Being is sad,
As in misery they watch others drown.
We hate each other as much as we love,
To the point of adoring or killing,
Could these really be those gifts from above?
For inflicting pain we are more than willing.
Domination over others is our aim in life,
From the bottom to the top of the tree,
The fact is our species revel in strife,
Sometimes the truth we prefer not to see.
Could any God really be so cruel?
To watch his creations being destroyed,
Ask yourself now, who is the fool,
Are Human Beings really that devoid?
Whether any God is real or not,
Rich or poor we will all meet our death,
So there's no need to feel distraught,
' When You Take That Final Breath '
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`` When You Take That Final Breath ``
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