Wretched Creatures Poem by Paul McAnaney
Wretched Creatures
We men are wretched creatures,
Destroyed by hate and deceit,
Devoid of all that is good and great,
Consigned to spread our seeds of war,
To feed and devour all before us in the
hell fires of fate that now consume us.
Given to us was the power to create,
But now i only feel hate as the power
of creation begins to dissipate.
This is forever to be our fate
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