I killed a beatle the other day
It didn't deserve to die
Its death just seemed appeasing in my mind
And as my brain coordinates my eye
To stomp and end this beatles life
I shed a tear
About how it must be feeling inside
Jealousy consumes my soul
Giving compassion no room to grow
For this beatle I hardly know is beter off than me
What does it feel now...nothing
It's ears no longer tainted by the evil murmurings of life
No longer feeling like test tube mice scutterling around the world looking for a purpose
Unbeknowst that their destiny is already determined and the direction their life is gravitating towards is pre empted vermon
I have a soul that it dosen't, a uniquely crafted heart
Yet this tiny creature possesses the spark to ignite a bullet
Without missing the mark this beatle has the power to cloud the world dark.
Through its death I am able to establish the inconsistencies of a life it no longer lives
This beatle is the luckiest creature in the world
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