I am the destroyer of all things nice in this cruel existence we call life. Animals are slaughtered with no resistance.. Its a kill or be killed world. Full of sugar and spice and everything nice... Wrong! ITS a lie propaganda...that the ones on the top of the foodchain give mercy. Natural selection NO unatural, unjust, unfair. Its all a game to them but do they care to think how they're actions cause reactions and day in and day out we the people are destroying good old mother nature. We don't seem to care as long as we're satisfied. We destroy ourselves and others without a damn in the world. We seem to always be up to no good. We play god time and time again. Killing others and our selves slowly but surely. Drugs, sex and money run this world. Evil and corruption never sleeps. Damnation will be our salvation in this hell. Retribution will be plentiful. And when your time comes to ask the questions will you hold your tounge in front of the divine?
- Author: JustSADA (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 8th, 2017 12:18
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 18
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