PANE IN THE GLASS PRODUCTIONS

 LOWEST FORM OF HUMANOID

Yesterday did try my soul,
And today it’s not much better.
My heart does ache for some relief;
That’s why I write this letter.
The farce that some do purport
To alleviate their fears
Has reached its mighty peak
And caused so many tears.
For what purpose did it serve
To act so trite and low,
Except to show themselves
To be their own greatest foes.

Embellished truth is worse than lies;
Denied they cannot be,
Used against the gentle soul
For all the world to see,
Creates loathsome feelings
Of anger and despair;
But only for a little while
Do they really stay there.
'Cause it’s not the natural state
For the good of all mankind,
To sit upon our anger;
To it we should be blind.

Yet there are some who relish
A paranoia state,
Who think that they must get you first,
Before you eat their plate;
And never realize the fact,
That you don’t give a damn.

You have enough to handle,
Than to undermine their plan.
Even though you really know
How stupid that plan is,
Especially when it affects
A mother and her kids.

It will not end by their own hand
The way they think it will.
They’ll only cause a backdraft
For love that they will kill.
The saddest time comes down the road
With tiny minds destroyed
By greedy, spiteful humans,
Their hearts with whom they toyed;
And leave another shattered life
Dysfunctional and bound,
With inner conflict and mistrust
For all of those around.

They think their game is cute,
And laugh while being cruel.
The sickest form of life
Out there sitting on a stool.
Their way at any price,
No matter who it hurts,
Is the lowest form of humanoid
Placed upon this earth.
But now I’ve said my peace,
And I’ll be on my way.
I feel so much better
Now that I have had my say.



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