I'm starring at my bookshelf, today I'm sad.
I saw people on the streets, nothing they had
I saw men with millions of dollars
They spent it on collars
I saw girls selling their bodies to survive
They smiled at me as I arrived
I saw the nature dieing
No one hears it crying
I saw people tortuing animals
No one said they were canobals
I ask myself "why is it all happening?"
They are so poor while we live like kings
All I can tell to the shelf
Mankind is killing itself!