Decency comes under extreme strain.
Too soon the good forever sleep.
At humanities self imposed pain,
Even the stars weep,
With Da Vince's oil tears.
Oil tears.

Apathy makes hatred stir.
Too much destruction and war.
The things we caused to occur.
Angels see the path we tore.
What we did all these years.
These years.

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