everyone is fair game these days

everyone better keep their heads low


for the ravening hordes are out for blood

unmindful of their own mortality


stricken with fear and hatred

at the passing of their imagined supremacy


the same ravenings whether in their little bumpkin towns

or their gleaming masterful mega cities


the end of all they know is here and now

and all they can do is unleash their appetites


their delusions their vanities their lusts

after if they by brute force could stay change


each side attacks the other

like a beast looking in a mirror and attacking itself


thinking it another animal

and not a single one exempt not a single one of them victorious


brother against brother friend against friend lover against lover

and the same end of it has never been any different


and who will live to repeat the worn perpetual tale?

the scattering surviving remnant that will rebuild


the societies on the unchanging human nature

and this trite warning will be repeated as long as Man on earth endures


everyone is fair game ever


everyone has their head hanging low



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