There will always be people who’s psyche
Lives in complete darkness
All at once dreary and impenetrable
Of positive emotion they are incapable
Their inability to feel kindness towards
Other living beings is stark and aberrational
Many debates about who, when, and why
They decide to strike can be mystifying
For how can anyone choose to hunt and kill:
Leaving a terrible swathe of the dead and the
Dying?
They may feel a sense of retribution or a
Bizarre sense of accomplishment
Their ultimate death appears to be their only
Contribution
