An Attempt At Disillusionment Of The Masses

Smokey vapours.
Angels falling.
Demons dying.
Is this the end?
Fires raging.
Waters churning.
Winds howling.
When do we ascend?
Innocents dying.
The righteous are vying,
Vying for more, something more pleasant than this gore.
Bloodshed and wails.
Intoxicating illusions.
Our legacy: These sanguine trails;
All across history, we are leaving these contusions.
Is this humane? Is this humanity?
An ideal we aspire to,
A thought which claims to define us.
Such vanity! This profanity we claim to adhere to,
This insanity simply incites volcanity: What inhumanity!
Such a sham, this alleged adherence to virtues,
For what principles, what ideals and to what escapist philosophies do we subscribe?
The semblances which act as the pillars of ethics are caving in;
Make the suffering stop! At the behest of this diatribe,
We do not need this outlandish lashing out,
We claimed to be humans once. We can be so again.
The Earth is worse than how we imagine hell, I claim without a modicum of doubt.
Our planet shall never ripen into paradise at this rate.
We are corrupting it beyond repair,
In our pursuit to be good, we forgot what it means to be great.
There are always consequences to our actions, of this we should beware,
May we understand the importance of our home, hope this is fruitful: This impassioned tirade.
In the end, I hope the message I bear, is duly conveyed...