I see cities darkened,
their secrets laid bare,
I see the air streaked
with wisps of red and
a horizon line painted
a faded orange where
the blue is becoming
a midnight hue, while
the sun quickly slips
below and out of view,
I see a whole new world
rising from the ashes,
all enveloped in black,
I can see the future now
and there’s no turning back.
I remember being alone,
I remember the hunt,
the chase,
and the kill,
I remember how the
taste of blood was
the true thrill of victory;
but no longer are we wild,
savage beasts untamed,
we became domesticated,
shameful restrained animals
too mild and timid in our ways,
so harmless, so helpless,
so senselessly useless,
we have given up control
and forgotten how to do this,
we screwed up being human
till the hunter became the prey.
Stranger Than fiction 
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