Instinct of humanityA Poem by kelvinDecided to put on something outs been a while since I have.
Where is the humanity,
our humanity. When we, a so called intelligent species can find a entertaining gratification in the demise and torment of our fellow man. Then they're those who pledge an allegence to making it their own personal achievement to erase the history of the next man's legacy. For we are the sole creators of many things. But one creation we often tend to overlook, Is our own extinction. For humanity is its own natural disaster. © 2018 kelvinAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorkelvinALAboutI like to write and enjoy reading other s and what they have to say or express. i like to write from my life and experiences and that of another putting myself in someone else shoes writing from thei.. more..Writing
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