is the only one left.
Humanity is foul
inside and out.
They wander in the paths
of their worst fathers,
who abandoned them,
and still they follow
like the shades of anti-life
they really are.
Their footsteps kill. And I
can only walk away from them
so far. It's never far enough.
I won't worship this race.
I know my hideousness too well
to think I could do fundamentally better.
We think we pop the latch,
but we attach the fetters.
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