They should craft a medal for animal

Stupidity. I'm proud to say humans

Would take the crown in this contest.

For all the creatures that have died off,

From disaster or poor adaptations,

Bad luck, all in all, there's only one being

That could wipe their whole impression

On this rock some poor midnight or

In a pot like a frog.

If only we could achieve peace,

Archive a piece of our history that

Wouldn't be tarnished by rusting blood.

Is it so hard to feed everyone when

There's more than enough food for it?

Is it so hard to house our fellow humans

When so many homes sit empty?

Is it so hard to keep our bombs in check

When we've become more connected than

Ever? Apparently. Masterclass in

Execution, down to the last drops of life.

Our epitaph will read, "Here lies those last

Great Murderers. Good riddens!" Folly,

Folly, Folly after

Folly as we follow the pied piper of

Monsters and imbeciles. Soon, perhaps

The last humans will be drawing their

Final breaths and not even know it.