He'll Let Us Destroy Ourselves
The one god watches
alone.
His birds above. Except for one,
that One burns.
The rest kill,
destroy the home he created
for them.
So He watches and waits
and observes.
It's dying,
and so are they.
He could stop it.
But he never gave
second chances.
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