| The vains pop out of its head; It lifts, runs, and out paces any; Anything it encounters becomes dead; It can be your friend, teacher or trainee. Its day begins by waking in bed, Once awake, it begins its daily routines. It turns on the tele and watches the news; Seeing all the death and lost in the Philippines. It then goes on to work and does as told; Creating new inventions that betters killing. In with the new out with the old, It then ponders at why so many are dieing. It is not evil nor good; It can be catholic, Protestant or christian; It is the being we call a human. |