Every hero needs a villain, one with an evil identity,
Either trying to capture the world, or on the verge of insanity,
Yet today we aren’t ruled by an angry king, we act as free as we can be,
No alien invasion is in sight, at least as far as I can see.
We aren’t fighting any battles against, creatures of mythology and fantasy,
So before coming to heroes, I question, who is the villain of humanity?
Is it the animals who roam at night, and stalk their prey with skill,
Or is it Nature with its waves and tsunamis, and the avalanches in the hills.
Or is it the volcano which destroys, with the lava that it spills,
Or is the tornado, with its winds, who blows away houses built.
Yet animals are of no threat now, too many dead and killed,
Neither is Nature, for it is with too much pollution filled.
The volcanoes have quieted down; it’s lava cold and chilled,
The tornado has lost its power, its winds silent and still.
Humanity’s villains are the humans with no guilt.
We cannot justify the wrongs that we’ve done,
The destruction of forests, the use of our guns,
Yet have we stooped so low, to doubt from where we’ve come,
To actually wonder, do we deserve the title ‘humans’?
The animals we experiment on in laboratories, the hunting we do for fun,
In our desperate chase for money, is this what we’ve become?