Chaos and Matter

You choose your path based on where they trod
The mud clings to their legs like a limpet
Those flashes of fire above, the raw sewage below
Life under the tortured sky, waiting for death
This is your doing
We look at you and wonder how you kill
With the impunity of a predator
Kill or be killed
Your life has scarred the world
And what have you learned?
That the world is not your friend?
You are not the friend we need
We prefer peace to raw threat
We prefer to educate our children
You are dead
History is gone
The winds will sweep your lands
and remove the memories of you
And once again find solace and integrity