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Andrew Olsen
United States, Idaho, Pocatello

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Sociopathology of Humanity

I am Death


I am the Executioner


I am the Artist behind the mask


I am the Creature behind the task


I am called Killer by some


I am called Savior by others


I am both, I am Mankind


 


The Killers walk among us


The Killers have become us


The Killers are defined by us


Humanity has finally become defined by Death


Or was it that way all along


 


Why is it that we as the killers define what is murder?


Why is it that death surrounds us but we only see life?


Why is it when we are surrounded by lies?


We shout this is truth!


 


Humanity defines murder as the death of another


Humanity sees murder as cold blooded killing


Humanity defines murder as a common evil


Humanity defines murder as life


 


Murder is more than just the loss of life


Murder is more than just the cause of mortal death and pain


Murder is the executioner of the innocent


Murder is done by all


 


Oh the horrid cutting edge of a persons tongue


Oh the death a one can cause without touching anyone


Oh the torture a blank stare can cause


Death is seen in the eyes of the innocent as they are lost


Oh the pain that is seen in their eyes


Even as we watch them die


 


Who are we to define murder?


We the killers of the innocent


Who are we to define murder?


We the primal torturer of the soul


Who are we to define murder?


We cannot do it not any more


 


I am death


I am the executioner


I am the artist behind the mask


The unspoken focus of religion


I am the creature behind the mask


Set aside by the politicians


I am called killer by some


Death


I am called savior by others


Executioner


 


I am both savior and executioner


I am mankind


I hear your cry


I await your orders


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