your death will not be pleasing for me, but it is a start
a point from which the world starts getting better
the ozone layer patches up and cancer's finally cured
we'll also feed the hungry, heal the poor,
all thanks to your demise
aren't you grand!
the most important bastard I have ever known
one day you'll come to shake my hand
you're face devoid to me of any features
like mist I pass you by
most insignificant of all the living creatures
you carved a mark in me
I can't erase
I can't rewind
but you have no human value
a chunk of carbon lost in time
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