AFTERMATH.

Skins perish.

Bones rupture.

Muscles strain.

Eyeballs fade.

 

The divine mechanism.

The cell matching state.

The mass interlocking its weight.

Why does wealth dictate fate?

 

Strolling through life,

Searching for undetected flesh.

Craving more,

requiring less.

 

Slaughtering the weak.

With hate.

With rage.

 

The system.

A crumbling structure.

We´ve done every shape.

Yet, we´ll fall off the surface.

 

Creatures.

Are all fatal.

Who wipes out the top of the chain?

Inevitable self-destruction.