Poetry, Poems, Made To Video

Apocalypse: Monster

I am an enemy of the people
They call me Monster 4921496
That's the number they gave me when they were able to keep track-
But now there are too many of us-
They can't control us... 
So they kill us... And we kill them... 
It's an endless cycle of death
Revenge constantly in their eye... 
As they slaughter us in mass... 
They tried for a moment - One brief moment
So now I fight for survival
I take what I must, kill what I must-
This is survival-
To me, they are Monsters


By: Adrien Genesis