15 for 15 Contest --- Closed

I who once was the king of all feelings, I who ruled the world, have been reduced to a mere word.
By whom? By something called the Bomb.
The bombs that bombard the earth every day, doesn’t matter which country they fall in injure me. Injure me deep causing incurable hurts.
What is it that causes you to throw this god forsaken thing on me? Why is it that you can’t see my pleading eyes, pleading for mercy, pleading to let me live.

I am struggling; I am dying some one please save me. Let these bombs not make me breathe my last, because from my death will take birth my nemesis, who is like nothing you have ever seen, who will take not time to bring about the end of the world .

I beg every hand that holds a bomb in it please don’t throw it, let me live, let me breathe. Let me help you live, let me help you breathe.

Who am I? I am humanity.


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