Wetiko

This instinct was handed from serpents to thieves and priests Feed off their own; destroy their homes In search of conquering their pride Spine is ripped out, any vertebrae of ethics is in dismay Survival; how great it is and how'd you get it? It's obvious death comes, aside from your wealth, stature and healthcare Power is why a human lives, while every organism just is Malevolence molesting the systems of life Annihilate ourselves, impacting all those to come A step backwards, with nuclear arms We're wild with greed Scarred by political charm Depreciating with excess force Protesting with only an unarmed voice Tools of a trade are tossed for the fancy life Led by the embalmed and blind Someone take my spine before it's lost Give me fire and a blade to last I've broken down sensitive eyes To frost over those who won't grasp their lives Push! No need for the stampeding Human sized but making paths that have an impact The game then connects from traveling Without each pollination We are unraveling Sand blast battered with molten rock We've evolved to be soft The few will live and gorge on flesh; No animal without fangs is feared Filed down Down to stubs Filed down When we are young Destroying all learning, label it a phase To be forgotten, not knowing hunger pains Filed down When we are young --- Wetiko - Wretched