'' Humans Are Finished '' Poem by Bri Mar

Who is to blame,
For our current state,
Not me, is the claim,
It's all down to fate.

We use every excuse,
To blame another,
It's a form of abuse,
As it's fact we smother.

We live to annoy,
It gives humans pleasure,
Weapons are our toy,
They're our national treasure.

Invade others borders,
Take over their lands,
We're obeying orders,
It's out of our hands.

Genocide is rife,
There's never a lull,
We don't respect life,
It's viewed as a cull.

Of safety there's none,
Be you animal or human,
Both killed by a gun,
Fired by man or woman.

The oceans are polluted,
By mankind's mess,
All life persecuted,
Our name is distress.

We've poisoned the soil,
In our quest called greed,
Be it diamonds or oil,
We refused to take heed.

The Earth is churning,
Beneath our feet,
The planet is burning,
Our demise is complete.

We're now under attack,
Resources we've diminished,
There's no going back,

‘' Humans Are Finished ‘'