TO FILL A VOID WITH NOTHINGNESS IS TO PRAY FOR SELF-DESTRUCTION

I merely was born
and you call me adversary.
does the rain not too fall on we
who exist on this planet,
does it not fall down equally?
why hate humanity?
why not instead
formulate green urbanity,
quell the disparity,
cataclyse hunger, live
a life so responsibly
it invokes in land and sea
only growth and good quality
air so we all may breathe.
we could stop animosity
based on sexuality,
colour and creed,
and this putrid mediocrity
on which the world’s settled,
and order long peddled
by the spiteful and selfish,
by those always seeking
what peace they lack within.