we are

we are the madness

swarming –

the distant cries

of those

who fall victim –

the tired glare

of the

downtrodden –

the weak –

the fragile –

the hopeless

and the scarred

we are the fear

instilled –

the silent pleas of

those who inflict

the painful mourning

of the fallen

we are the Devil

dressed to kill

rounding up the prey

of hope vanishing

we are the evil

we witness –

the death we inflict –

we are the dark,

wasted things,

full of hate and vengeance

we need to change