A Thought To Roach Spray

A thought that occurred while I made my way to the kitchen to find some bug spray after killing six roaches lurking around my room.

Why do, we let roaches live with us?

Because they benefit us in some way?

What have roaches ever done, for us?

We've left them on their own for time after time, only to let them infect us and leave us with illness they only shrug off and laugh at.

Well,

bug spray is our friend.

We've killed these pests for ages with the same ingredients, yet they come back?

What's going on.

What haven't we done to cease their existence entirely?

The same question comes to me after,

"Why do, we let criminals and the insane, the deliberately evil, live with us?"

Is it because we find ourselves too innocent to let anyone do anything about it?

Do we really want these individual foes to society, plaguing us to forever rot?

Of course not.

Why don't,

we make something related to bug spray, 

but for people?

The normal people are sprayed, and they just keep on with their activity.

But when you spray someone with intentions malicious,

they shrivel,

they burn,

char,

die.

Just a thought...

Spare a penny?