Oh the fatal tries of human error
A bloodbath of neverending proportion
Calculus classes are still plugging in the numbers
By the million? Of course.
Humanity, its ruined for today.
It’s ruined for us all.
The young and hopeful, the ones who have not
Yet seen all of our deathly throes
Of action. Those who seem to carry
That thread of hope, of longing.
But candles are obsolete, no longer
Needed at all. So why are we?
Sorry, bad poem. I am just so fed up with people in general. not people i know, but humans. we are awful. I'll rewrite later.
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