why?

The world is such a bitter place to live in. A place where you can feel all the hatred of mankind. A place where all are grasping for air and being devoured by its own wrath. I pity mankind, I pity us... we are the creatures chosen to protect this scoured land, to make sure that it is to be at peace and be in order. But what do we do? We pull each other down, down to the ground. We pull ourselves down to and kiss the dirt of this world were we as man came from. Just dust in the eyes of who is up above. Do we have the right? Instead of being the shepherd of this world, we act as a virus of this land; we consume but do not replace what we devoured.