We are hopeless, helpless and worthless creatures, <br />Designed to err… <br />We cut the throat of our own brother, <br />And drink his blood; <br />Because we are thirsty by nature… <br /> <br />Sadness is a gift for us, <br />Because as humans; <br />We are predisposed to melancholy… <br />We love pain and misery, <br />And we spread pain and misery; <br />Like an infection… <br />We can never be happy; <br />When we make one of our own soul cry…. <br /> <br />We hear voices from outside, <br />But are deaf to our inner noise… <br />We speak irrelevantly, <br />Whenever questioned by our hidden soul… <br />We are morally dead, <br />Though intoxicated by man-made religion…<br /><br />Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homo-sapiens-5/
