i can only laugh at the misery birthed,
tears plucked, the world that's doomed.
bodies fall to the ground,
flowers dead inside.
the air that poisons the skin isnt what makes me sick anymore.
people search pleasure in the skin of innocent pleads.
the fear eats me up inside.
a mother sick in bed,
a child assaulted in the forest hidden
i can only laugh at the fear of humans
that has outgrown the plague in my neck.