God, we're so stupid.
Satisfaction isn't in our vocabulary. We have money in our eyes, poison in our heart, and death on our minds. We aren't "humans" anymore, we're monsters.
Murderous. We kill for the sake of our "peaceful nation."
United. We claim we stand for each other, however once one falls we laugh and leave them. You were their stilts. Your friends, family, you left them somewhere along the way to becoming just like the rest of those monsters.
Righteous. We were creatures of righteousness, we killed for what we believed in. Now, we kill for nothing other than a pleasure for ourselves.
Death. Death litters our "perfect" society in such a way it makes it almost invisible to the used eye. Cries and pleas, souls begging for help in a lost world. Just another marking on the death list.
Enemies. In this time, we have more enemies than friends. Always cutting our flowers, never growing new ones.
Riches. Everything we've ever done was based off of fortune. The colonizing and search of North America, all in hope of a fulfilling fortune from the higher monarchy. We're greedy, selfish beings and we can never change that.
Origin. We originated with good intentions, but we couldn't keep the evil away.
Upstart. Everything we do, we hope to upstart our peers.
Snake. We lay curled up like a snake, watching and waiting with trained malice. We can't be stopped. We are "human."
Monsters. Murderous monsters is what we are. We can't stop, we'll never.
It's in our nature.
End.
YOU ARE READING
it's just thorns and roses
Nonfiksiroses are beautiful, one of a kind, lies. thorns are the absolute opposite. thorns are cruel, sharp, and get straight to the truth. while roses lay their seeds in other novels, thorns cut their way through this one. let "it's just thorns and roses"...
