People

People are defined as humans

They are divided into man and woman

They are God's own creature

With perfects features

Yet they act like animals

Freaking retarded mammals

They destroy everything in their path

The world at the mercy of their wrath

They monsters

Freaking imposters

With heart made of stone

All they want is gold

They are heartless bitches

Who yearn for the riches

They act as though

Everyone they can control

Although you try your best

You would never be like the rest

You would have this imperfection

That would always need correction

And that's why the human race

Would soon be erased

People would seize to exists

Then the world would know peace