Vipers n Vampires

Beware, be aware,
under the blue sky, a warfare.
Bloodshed, choking stench of corpses,
rotten beyond being perfumed.
Body parts, bursted eyeballs, cut out tongues.
The sight, more worse than the valley of dry bones.

Questions, rhetorical questions.
I seek for the answers,
answers from the dead.
They tell no tales.
Dead gone and forgotten, so are they.
Murdered without a second chance or no room to dance.
Disappeared without a trace.

I keep wondering why some humans are super-human?
I wonder why some super-human people are like leeches, with mouths so round,
ready to suck every piece of energy from us
I keep wondering why we still dance to the music of the same people who kill our diversity.

The world has turned us to vipers,
the world has turned us to vampires.
We kill with our conscience right.
We rape and defile our unborn.
We persecute the custodians of truth and justice.
Our levels of stupidity on the up-surge,
our levels of intelligence on the decline.
We burn our own bed by day and at night expect to sleep soundly.

This aint God's picture of the world,
this aint humanity's perspective of the world.
This wasn't the master plan but the bastard plan.
I don't want my unborn to find the world at this state.
If I aint the warrior to fight the vampire who will?
If I aint the one to crush the vipers, who will?
If it aint me, WHO?