Humane Emotions Poem by Tommy D'Attore

This is dying
This is gone
A rage of turmoil exist
A fuel of emotions
Nothing good can come of this
Scattered remains lay
Covered with no dirt
Demailed, demained - -
What curse has brought this? - -
Nothing of a certain grace
Humane can this be?
Ground sent they must be
Yet lacked that blessing
Human has done this
Unfortunate what a word human share
Humane
Something human cannot be
A race secretly set
Destroying the world are they
How can we associate a blessing
With a creature born to destroy
This existence is over
So long a good world
Let’s open destruction
With open arms.