Mankind, you miserable race. You thankless, ungrateful, self-appointed crown of creation, perish! Perish for your miserable deeds. And suffer in the inferno of your evil deeds. For your greed, lust, ambition, and hatred.
Pray, I beseech you oh evolution, to genetically-program a self-destruct code into gene pool of this sickly species. For being the wretch that stabs his own fellow in the back, for being a society that discriminates, for being a civilisation that burns the earth in black oil, for being a race that torments another, and for being a species that enslaves the innocent creatures of this planet. Perish, and do so painfully.
You, mankind, know not what love is, and know not what everything good is; and if you do ever decide to open your self-obsessed, narcissistic mind to anything good, it will be only to sell bottles of sugared-water to your fellow beings that cannot afford a drop of real water. Burn in your philosophy, and suffocate, entangled in the web of desire that you have built for yourself.
Desire, oh dear, that sorceress that you want to chase so you can live a life. You, mankind, of great intellect, are unwittingly busy building your own tomb. A fancy one at that. One that every other species will trample with utmost disrespect. Why, oh why, evolution, did you give this dishonourable species the gift of wisdom? If only you knew what it would do to your own children. Mankind, you prodigal child of evolution, little do you know how they loathe you.
The animals, the birds, the plants, the very air you breathe dreams incessantly of turning poisonous and choking you to death. The water you drink wants to freeze in your gullet, the food you eat wants to burn a hole through your insides.
Little do you know, you foolishly wise race, how you harm, disregard and trod over them all. You miserable bunch, you.
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