UltiM8 ChARM: Man.

A man has fallen again!

Man has slain his kin and has broken the jade of silence with his cries of pain he screams from within.

See the plane, stained by the blood from that broken vein. 'Sin, sin!' Earth complains, saying 'Again, man has gone insane. He has brought back the banes of Cane.'

Peace breaks with the loud crowd of a woman's laments as she cries. You don't know what a tear drop contains; its content when it rolls down a mother's eyes. Fears of a wife when she lowly sighs. She asks the constellations as she stares blankly into starless skies, 'Would my man come back home to me this night?' She consults her oracles to inquire about the soul that flies from a man who dies be not the one who bade her farewell this morning with cheerful byes.

Man has peeled the heart off a brother and spilled the life of another. Was it not man who said strength dwells and peace remains when we loved and lived together? Now he kills the very one he looks after.

Until he fills the love we don't have for another with the one we feel when with our fathers; until blood don't longer splatter nor body parts litter, the land will not heal.

The skies shall break but her waters shall wake scorpions, spiders, aligators and snakes. Don't you know the human race is at stake when often on another life you wickedly take? Your conscience no longer shakes. You fake the smile on your face and tie the lace of a brother's boots but wait till he takes few paces before you stab and then rake him.

Again, the skies will break but her waters shall poison oceans, seas and lakes. The earth shall heal a little but thereafter, quakes.

Man is emblem of his problem. He has competed with himself, defeated and has maimed himself. Man claims to be good and his works for the good of many men. Man has become predators, man has become prey and together, they play life an awful game. If only we can put all these behind us and unite to truely become one -

but even as I speak, some innocent men have fallen again. Shame!