What did you expect of us?
It's not like you made us to be successful, you arrogant deity.
If we were created in your image...
Why do we fight with such ferocity?
Why do we die so easily?
Why do we lust so readily?
Arrogance, just like dad.
Pitiful children...
Jack the Ripper
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/arrogance-2/
