It has never been fair, has it,
you always reviled, harassed.
It isn’t any wonder that you scurry
from the light, one step ahead
of certain holocaust, your kind
deemed the root of evil, a plague.
We know that you were here
long before we arrived, will be
here long after we have gone,
after we have laid final waste
to our common home, and though
you do not laugh as we know it,
the last one will fall to you, as
you feed forever on our folly.