Superior

by Clonjey   Jan 24, 2006


My kind is an endangered species.
Gray matter is slowly changing to feces.
We have reached the last of me.
The human brain muscle is facing atrophy,
Unintelligent minds are praised like blasphemy.
Like mars, Earth has no sign of intelligent life on it.
Evolution of the mind has become catatonic.
Infected, with no chance to be sterilized.
Defected, all permanently paralyzed.
Like a true Mastermind,
I see God's mass design...
So while human kind deteriorates,
Join with me if you're of a superior race.

© 2006

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