Massacre of the Soul

While my body was being slaughtered by a pair of hands holding a weapon,

you told me to be silent.

But you thought yourself a god, didn't you?

As if you were born two thousand years ago!

I was only just getting used to this place!

Before I could even taste it!

You trampled right over me.

Your inhumanities weighed too heavy on the Earth!

Go — Mars would suit you better!

I sing one dirge for youth, for vanished smiles!

I sing a thousand dirges for unlived lives, for the slaughtered and forgotten!

And thank you too, dear Earth!

The fault is not yours — it belongs to whoever placed these humans here!

Who said I created humans to build a hell?

Who said there is no greater devil than humanity?

No one said it. Not a single soul stood as Earth's advocate.

Keep me close, Earth.

Soon — while the devil's lawyers patrol the streets,

while they walk arm in arm with those who never knew you —

we will be reborn with nature.